Father God in Heaven, I unite my heart with Morad this morning, and bow low before Your Throne of Grace. Our minds are unable to grasp the why’s of his very difficult situation, but our hearts belong to you. And like Abraham of old, we “look for that City….whose builder and maker is God”. Comfort and strengthen his heart and mind through Your Holy Spirit, and deposit within his being, a supernatural joy and peace. I love you my brother and stand with you!
Emlyn