O Lord,
Your words are clear.
Obedience brings blessing
rain in its season,
crops in their time,
peace in the land,
Your presence walking among Your people.
But disobedience brings curses
fear, famine, exile, ruin.
And my heart trembles,
because I see myself in both sides.
I confess, Father, I want the blessings without the obedience.
I long for peace, but I plant disobedience.
I ask for joy, but I sow rebellion.
I expect Your presence,
yet wander from Your ways.
And when the curses come
emptiness, fear, loneliness, loss
I often blame You,
when it was my own sin that broke the covenant.
Yet here, even in judgment, Your mercy shines.
You say, “If they confess… I will remember.”
You do not abandon forever.
You do not cast away Your covenant love.
In Christ, You remembered me.
You bore the curse in His body,
that I might inherit the blessing.
You carried my exile to the cross,
that I might dwell in Your presence forever.
So here I am, Lord.
Teach me to walk in Your ways,
not to earn blessing,
but to live in the freedom You give.
When I fall, bring me to confession quickly.
When I stray, remember Your covenant.
Let me know the joy of Your presence,
the rest of Your peace,
the blessing of walking with You.
Amen.