I help believers move from spiritual confusion to confident faith through simple biblical frameworks—no programs or checklists. Expect practical discipleship insights, relatable teaching, and tools to own your unique journey with Jesus. Perfect for new Christians and those ready to take their faith seriously.
The artist who learned to cook (and what it means for your prayers)
PRAYER?START HERE...My wife is an artist—hands down the most creative person I know. She can paint, write, design, and craft with the best of them. She's a free spirit who thrives in the fluidity of being an artist. But when it comes to cooking, creativity has been her downfall.Because cooking is a science with recipes of precise measurements. But lately, Faith has been excited to learn that once you understand the fundamentals of cooking, you then have some room to be creative within those parameters. And guess what? She's become a fantastic cook, too! This reminds me of how Jesus has taught us to pray with the Lord's Prayer (Matthew 6:9-13). Not as restrictive rules for regurgitating rote scripts. But loving guidelines to help us freely commune with the heavenly Father who adores us. And when Jesus taught the Lord's Prayer, He wasn't giving us magic words to recite. He was giving us a template—a recipe, if you will—three movements that free us to have authentic conversations with God. 1. Start with God. Remember who you're talking to and who you are as His beloved child. 2. Share your heart. Bring your real needs—physical, emotional, relational. God cares about every part of your actual life. 3. End with trust. Your circumstances might be uncertain, but your Father is 100% secure. This isn't about perfect prayers or religious performance. It's about growing in authentic relationship with your heavenly Father. ➡️ Click here to watch my newest YouTube video breaking down exactly how to use this prayer template in your daily conversations with God. Watching for 30 seconds will encourage YouTube to show it to even more people. This week, I'm praying that you'll experience the freedom and peace that comes from prayer rooted in Jesus's loving teaching. WITH YOU IN THE JOURNEY,P.S. Want to connect beyond these emails? That’s what the pink buttons below are for. Click them to find me on YouTube, Instagram, Facebook, and on Apple and Spotify Podcasts—I’d love to stay connected with you there too. |
Dr Josh Morgan
I help believers move from spiritual confusion to confident faith through simple biblical frameworks—no programs or checklists. Expect practical discipleship insights, relatable teaching, and tools to own your unique journey with Jesus. Perfect for new Christians and those ready to take their faith seriously.
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