Parenting on Our Knees
I woke up at 2 o’clock in the morning and couldn’t get back to sleep.
My mind was tossing and turning with concerns and prayers for my son, who's going through a really hard time. I’d prayed for him before he went to bed. I had asked God to be real to him, and to protect his heart and mind as he navigates through this new phase of life and becomes the man God created him to be. But sometimes it’s hard to “just” pray.
Yet, I know I can't talk my child out of how he's feeling. I can't give him a promise from the Bible and expect him to be happy. I can't deny or figure out what he's going through. The best thing I can do is pray, love him, and pray some more.
Honestly, I fell asleep praying and woke up praying. And I have a feeling, I'm going be parenting on my knees for the rest of my life.