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Pray for Your Kids

For he will order his angels to protect you wherever you go. (Psalms‬ ‭91‬:‭11‬ ‭NLT‬‬)

Pray for your kids. Seriously. I mean, every day, hedge of protection, angels watching over them prayer. Let them hear you pray over them. You never know when those prayers will be answered.

This week, my older son, Wess, was in a vehicle accident that could have been very bad. He wasn’t at fault, but his truck is probably totaled. And he walked away. This is hardly the first time we have had near disasters with Wess. 

When Wess was thirteen, two days after Hurricane Michael ravaged our area, he was in an ATV accident that resulted in a open compound tibial fracture. He was a quarter of a mile from the house since he had been moving debris. But God gave him strength. He army crawled until he was able to wave down his dad and get help. Seven months later, he was released from the orthopedic doctor with only a slight limp when he ran. Today, the limp is practically nonexistent.

For sure, Wess has been my son that has left me praising God for rescues and protection. But God has also watched over Bryson.

Many people may not realize that both of my boys were preterm births. Wess was born at thirty-five weeks. He was fine. Bryson came along at thirty-six weeks, and he had some breathing issues at the start. He was under oxygen for the first forty-eight hours of his life, and it was excruciating not to be able to hold him. We are blessed that both of our boys have grown healthy and strong with no residual issues.

I know tragedies happen. I am well-acquainted with the loss of good people when it just doesn’t make sense. I understand the grief over the unexpected loss of someone young. Please know that I relate to all of this. 

Even still, I believe in praying for and over my children. And as much as I love them, in moments where they walk away from near tragedy, I recognize that God loves them even more. And I’m thankful again for their protection.

This is also the caveat. Because God’s ways are higher than mine. The raw truth is that’s God’s perfect ways trump my prayers sometimes. I have to still trust that He is good, even if my prayers are not answered. In the meantime, I’m thankful for the ones He has answered, especially for my boys’ protection.

So pray for your kids. Pound on Heaven’s door on their behalf. And then trust the God who loves them more than you to take care of them in His perfect way.

© Jill Cook and Unbroken & Undone Ministries.  All rights reserved.

Comments

  1. AnonymousJanuary 15, 2023 at 1:27 PM

    Thankful Wess is okay!!! Trucks can be replaced but not our loved ones! P.S. They never get too old for their Momma to pray for and over them!!!

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  2. AnonymousJanuary 15, 2023 at 2:46 PM

    How right you are! ❤️

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  3. AnonymousSeptember 24, 2023 at 6:31 PM

    And you continue pounding until you take your last breath!

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