Prayer for grandmothers

Father, Your Word says, 'His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers.' Song of Solomon 5:13. That is how a bride talks about the one she loves. She has looked at him for a long time. She knows his face.

I have looked at Your Son for many years now. I know Him through the Gospels and through His work in my life, through the hard years and the quiet answers. I cannot see His face today, but He has come into focus, little by little, as I keep looking.

I see His steadiness. I see His warmth. I see a sweetness that is not soft. I see how much His love cost Him.

Let me look again this morning. Not for something brand-new, but to know the same Jesus better. Let me sit with Him in the quiet the way an old wife sits at the table with the husband she has known for sixty years. This looking is its own prayer.

Let me practice it for a few minutes before the day begins.

Amen.