Alpha and Omega, Eternal Fountain of All Affection, Whose mercy stretches from everlasting to everlasting, I look to You as the only source of true love. In a world that is rapidly changing, where the artifice of human intellect grows by the day, I ask that You increase my fidelity toward You. Grant me a greater participation in Your divine love for mankind, so that my heart may not merely observe this new world, but sanctify it through the lens of Your grace.
Almighty, the Jealous and Loving God, You are the rightful Master of my desires. Keep my heart from wandering into the digital labyrinths of the present age—from the fleeting lights of vanity, the hollow praise that fades, and the distractions that masquerade as sustenance. Father, forgive me for the moments I have sought comfort in the visible and the virtual rather than in Your presence. Draw my restless heart back to its true Center. Lead me into righteousness by an attraction to Your Beauty, and let holiness—not mere productivity—become my deepest, most earnest desire.
Jehovah Elohim, Lord God, You Who are nearer than my own breath, reorient the compass of my soul. In this age of algorithmic noise, turn my gaze firmly toward Your glory. Anchor my affections in Your kingdom, and do not let my love for You be seasonal or reactive, but rooted and abiding. Soften what has been hardened by the pressures of this time: where disappointment has made me guarded, melt me; where the pride of intellect has made me self-contained, humble me; and where the wounds of this world have narrowed my compassion, enlarge me. Teach me to use every tool at my disposal—every spark of innovation, every AI-driven insight—not for my own gain or recognition, but as an act of worship. Let my use of technology become an acceptable incense, and every task I perform an act of mercy.
Lord Jesus, my Rock and Redeemer, Radiance of the Father’s Glory, High Priest who intercedes for me eternally, let me dwell in the shelter of Your pierced heart, and by the love with which You conquered the hatred of the world, empower me to do the same. When the coldness of this age attempts to infiltrate my spirit—when indifference to grace or lukewarm love threatens to take hold—bid me come to You. Do not let me be a stranger to Your voice, but one who has longed for Your appearing.
Triune God, Bond of Divine Love, Until that day, let my love mature through this season of Lent—purified by fasting, deepened by prayer, proven in generosity, and sealed in total surrender. Sanctify me with Your love, sustain me with Your presence, and wash me anew in the passion of Christ, that in all things, both old and new, You may be glorified.
In the name of Jesus Christ, I pray. Amen.
