Prayer Before Work Novels & Stories

I really hope that this trust will make me a person who can be trusted, can assume responsibility and can advance the company. I'm flattered at the forum's decision. I, who is also still a new person in the business, feel proud of all of you. Finally, with bismillahirrahmanirrahim, I begin this trust. Finally, Wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." "Waalaikum salam warahmatullahi wabarokatuh." The greeting was over, the time was forty-five minutes. It's time for the prayer, the meeting is postponed until seven o'clock

I closed my eyes and the words that came out were "Lord I'm thankful for everything, I know you have a plan and it's all going to work out in our favour, cause you love us despite our sins. I ask that you take preeminence so that your name only may be glorified. Amen." I sighed and stood up, I felt peace afterwards. And with that I went to sleep. ***** Another working day, I felt exhausted with my job already, it had been a month and I had received my salary the previous week. It was a huge sum, and I wasted no time in saving it up for my future plans. My parents still gave me allowances so it wasn't such a big deal for me. Walking into the office that morning, I felt uneasy, I had to wonder

His body might have been a bit creakier than usual, but his spirit still knew what it needed. His daily offices were familiar without being a dull routine. Saying the words was a ritual as special as any performed in the church, and every phrase of his prayers was a meditation. As he prayed the stiffness drained from his muscles. He hadn’t realized he’d been frowning until he felt his brow smooth. He said “amen” out loud and let the word spread out through the room. He could imagine its power seeping through the doors and windows of his apartment, out into the street, and then on and on—a wave of love and acceptance that could wash the sins from the whole world. Then his stomach rumbled, and

adding, David says, "I think we should start a daily devotion. A bible verse and prayer every morning before we start with the tasks and after the entire day’s work before everyone will be logging-out. We also prepare seconds of bible reading and prayer during noon break after or during lunchtime here in the office with the microphone connected to the intercom all over the area where everyone can clearly hear it. Let's suggest this program to Mr. Heinz first before we start."

I begin in the name of Allah, the Most Merciful, the Most Compassionate. Praise be to Allah, the Lord of all the worlds. The Sovereign of the Day of Judgment. Only You do we worship, and only from You do we seek help. Guide us to the straight path, the path of those who have received Your grace, not of those who have incurred Your wrath, nor of those who have gone astray. O Allah, accept our supplication. "Allah is the Greatest." O my Lord, forgive me. I finish my morning prayer, leave my prayer mat there since no one enters my room, gather what I need, and put on my shoes. I am ready for another day of work, grateful for the opportunities I have received.

I will also take a half bath. "How is work, my daughter? Are the people you work with nice?" Mom asked. Sometimes Mom will catch up with me or sometimes I will catch up with her because she goes to bed early because she is so tired from doing laundry. "It's okay, mom.. The people I work with are kind. No one fights with me, so I'm very thankful to the Lord that I ended up in good company." I smile at the story. She laughed because of my facial expressions. "That's good, daughter. Just always pray before you leave the house so that the Lord can guide you on the way and work." Mom gave a serious warning. I nodded and hugged her.

m. "Sahana! Let's go get lunch!" my 2 co-workers, April and Maya yelled. I nodded while continuing to type on my laptop, "Yeah wait one sec!" I quickly finished and grabbed my coat, but stopped and looked down at it. I then pressed my hands together and closed my eyes, "Please God, I need to continue to work for my colleagues and for my company." "I don't have time to get sick right now because of this weather." "Please bless this coat that I have to wear for the rest of the day."

I clasp my hands and internally begin my prayers. I always start with the lord’s prayer. It’s how I was raised, and I am not prepared to give up on a lifetime of teaching. “I give thanks for the positive elements in my life, the roof over my head, and for the food in my belly. I am grateful to be surrounded by people who love and care for me. In Jesus’s name, Amen.” I take a breath, lowering my hands to my lap. I compose myself for what’s next. The hard part.

“Dear Heavenly Father, please give me the words to keep this evil man far away from Ryan. Guide me and give me your words to help your will be done. Help the judge to be open to your will. I ask this in your son’s precious name. Amen.” I sit in silent meditation until my watch beeps, letting me know that there are five minutes before it is time for court to start. Standing up, I grab the folder in front of me, straighten my suit jacket, and head out of my office.

Commuters boarded trains and buses, their faces buried in newspapers or illuminated by the soft glow of their smartphones as they embarked on their daily journey to work. In offices and workplaces, the morning was a time of anticipation. Employees gathered around coffee machines, exchanging sleepy smiles and lighthearted banter before diving into the day's tasks. Managers and executives prepared for meetings, sipping on their morning brew while scanning through emails and setting the tone for the day's agenda.