A Kiss from Rose | Extra Dose (The Pearl Prayer)

God,

It’s me—Your creation, Your pearl.

Not perfect, but processed. Not polished by people, but by Your hand.

I come to You, raw and real, asking what only You can give:

Send me the right ones.

Not just bodies, not just names,

But hearts.

Genuine hearts.

Hearts that love like You do.

That see me through Your eyes.

That don’t flinch at my past or get scared by my honesty.

You know what I’ve been through.

You were there when I cried myself to sleep.

When I smiled while silently breaking.

When I stayed when I should’ve left.

When I trusted when I should’ve guarded.

And yet, here I am—still standing,

Still soft. Still open. Still believing.

Still becoming.

So Father, I ask…

If and when You send them,

Please don’t let my wounds push them away.

Don’t let my healing scare them.

Let them recognize the strength in my softness,

The beauty in my process,

The value in my vulnerability.

Help them see that the irritation didn’t destroy me—

It created me.

Just like a pearl.

Something rare. Something sacred.

Something that took time.

And if they’re another reflection of You,

Let their spirit recognize mine.

Let us be reminders to each other

That pressure births purpose,

And love—real love—still exists.

God,

You said every good and perfect gift comes from above.

Let them be that gift. And let me be one too.

Don’t let fear make me push away what I prayed for.

Don’t let insecurity silence what You’ve healed in me.

Let no harm come my way.

Grant me favor in these situations—seen and unseen.

Bless and favor my hands, my heart, and my interactions.

Wrap me in Your patience.

Clothe me in grace.

Surround me with those who water what You planted in me.

Because I’ve waited, I’ve endured,

And I’m ready now—

Not just to be loved,

But to love right back.

In Jesus’ name,

Amen.

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