A Prayer in a Room Full of Shadows
This group feels frightening now,
crowded, yet heavy with something dark.
Too many who strum false tunes in secret,
too many who flatter to survive,
too many who smile while hiding knives behind their backs.
God,
I am afraid.
In the middle of the noise, I feel alone.
In the middle of laughter, I feel cautious.
Protect me from wicked hearts,
from hidden intentions,
from those who force their will on others,
who act as if they know everything,
who love to lecture,
who believe they are the most righteous in the world.
Protect me from subtle insults,
from words that sound gentle but carry poison,
from manipulation wrapped in kindness.
If anyone has wronged me,
let justice come in Your way, not mine.
I do not wish for revenge.
I only wish for peace and safety.
Calm my heart.
Strengthen my steps.
And please—
do not let me become like them.
Amen.
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