Tonight, I’m praying for …
The mother whose tears won’t stop because you feel as though you’re letting your kids and yourself down. The father whose blood pressure is high because he’s worried about taking care of his family. The daughter who’s being molested and feeling as though she has no one to tell. The son who’s failing college because he’s hiding the mental illness that keeps him up most nights.
I’m praying for … the sister who’s trying to keep the family together after momma passed. The brother whose one more overdose away from dying, but can’t find the strength to release it. The cousin whose fighting an eviction with nowhere to go. The pastor who’s trying everything to keep the church doors open. The family who’s grieving an unexpected death. The one sitting by a loved one bedside. The one who’s afraid to go to sleep because of the nightmare your mind keeps replaying. The incarcerated family member that’s missing another holiday. Those searching for a missing family member. The frontline worker who has to continually witness the aftermath of evil and can’t turn off the images. I’m praying.
While I pray, I need you to rest in God, trusting Him as Abba. A Father who will leave you. Yes, I know it’s hard and it hurts. I know you’re scared. I know you feel alone. I know you don’t understand. I know you’ve been abandoned before. I know you’re traumatized by the hurt and abuse of people. I know you don’t trust. I know you’re used to figuring it out on your own. But tonight, pray, “God, I need you. Come into my heart and take control because I can no longer do this without you. I repent of my sins as I put my faith in you. Lead me in the right direction and let me see you in a way I never have before. Amen.”
Now, go to sleep.
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Lakisha, the Author 