Prayer for new mothers

Father, Matthew 26:56 says, "Then all the disciples forsook Him and fled." Tonight I think about that line. They had been with Him for years. They still ran.

I have run from You in small ways recently. Not in big betrayals. Just the slow drift. The prayer skipped. The Sunday phoned in. The week where I went quiet.

Lord, You took them back. Not with a lecture. With breakfast on the beach. With a question asked three times until Peter heard mercy in it.

You take me back too. Without making me grovel. Without holding the running over me.

I come back. Not loud. Not dramatic. Just back. Receive me. Make me breakfast.

Amen.