Shepherd's prayer

I cried in church this morning. Not in a bad or unprecedented sense - my heart was moved by our elder's prayer for the congregation. Mr. BH put into words what I could not; lifting up the concerns of our hearts before the throne. He prayed as I wanted to pray but rarely do, but by praying along with his words today, I was blessed. Through prayer, we entered the throne room of God Almighty, known by Him in all our worried, broken, selfish smallness, known and forgiven through Christ's blood and righteousness. I am His, His, His.