This is in my journal written on March 22, 2018:
As my mom prayed for me everyday of her life, I pray for my children each time I hear them leave in the morning – for work, for school, for duty at the hospital… prayers help. I cannot be with them 24/7 but I know God is with them where I cannot.
My prayers are not a list of demands for God to do this and that… I know God already knows everything even before I ask. He knows their needs better than I can ever know. He knows what, how, and when to provide more than how I can ever imagine to ask for.
What is my prayer about then? Prayer for me is a union of thoughts – thoughts of God and of my children… meeting of minds – that God knows and God provides… that my children know and experience God as the Holy Spirit intercedes for us in ways beyond human understanding.
These thoughts are my prayers… each time I wake in the morning to the sound of door closing or footsteps going down the stairs as they leave the house to go about what they need to do, where they need to be… I pray that God will be pleased, people will know God more and my children will get to experience what a great God we have. Amen.
Today, there is no more footsteps going down the stairs and no doors opening n closing early each morning.
One has married, another has graduated n the youngest attends school at home. The world is in pandemic. Still my prayers continue.
Lord, keep them safe wherever they are.. safe physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually. Lead them not into temptation but deliver them from the evil one.
Enable them to love you with all their mind, body and soul. Teach them to love their neighbors as themselves. Amen.