
A written prayer
Prayer against the spirit of offense and racism
“Lord,
It’s your grace and love which fuels me.
This world is divided. We need more of your spirit. Help me to be more like you and less like the world around me.
The enemy wants me to focus on the differences in of others, but you’ve called me to focus on you.
Lord, I stand against fear, rage, offense, and retaliation. Instead, I choose love, forgiveness, and restoration.
If I choose to walk in darkness, how will I discover my divine destiny?
Let my feet be a trailblazer for your presence; to bring meek and gentle kindness in a world of loud hostility. Let my actions and words reflect your heart.
In the name of Jesus, we command the spirits of rage, hate, division, and racism to bow.
Lord, show this generation what your love looks like.

We bind the spirit of confusion swirling the atmosphere, making simple choices difficult.
You never promised a river of answers, but we praise you for your river of peace.
Let everything you’ve provided be good enough for we trust in your unfailing nature.
Rise up your army of love in an atmosphere that screams, “War! Hate!”
Give us your daily battle plans so we can defeat the enemy raging against us.
Protect our hearts and families as we choose to advance your kingdom. We move forward! Onward! Upward!
For the God of our salvation empowers us with strength, wisdom, and discernment. Our brother and sister of humanity is our comrade in this imperfect world.
Forgive us for appointing ourselves God when you alone have the wisdom to rule. Help us to remain focused on you and keep our hearts in tune with your’s. In Jesus’ name, amen.”
September 2026
“I pray also for those who will believe in me through their message, that all of them may be one, Father, just as you are in me and I am in you. May they also be in us so that the world may believe that you have sent me. I have given them the glory that you gave me that they may be one as we are one; I in them and you in me.
hugs, jules.
Read this one in fullA letter, once a month.
Written for the month ahead — something to carry into ordinary days. 81 of them are already in the archive, and they stay there.
