O Love that will not let me go,
Please grab a hold of my children-
Not so that I can sleep better at night, not so that I can maintain a godly reputation, not so that I can feel better about my parenting, but so that my children can know You, separate from me, face to face, heart to heart, in the secret place.
If they are close by me, please be working in their inner man –
If they are in the “far country”, please be working in their inner man –
If they have to face problems, persecution, and pain, brought on by their own sin or just because we live in this world, please be working in their inner man.
O Love that will not let me go,
Do not let them go.
You have done in me what no parent, no mentor, no teacher, no counselor, and no experience could ever do.
I am trusting You right now to do the same for them.
Do what I cannot do. Be where I cannot be. Even in the grief, the tragedies, the things that “shouldn’t” happen, yet do – I will choose to know that You are sovereign and against all odds, You bring healing, a wholeness that is created from You putting pieces back together again.
Help me to not be afraid of the things that shatter me.
Help me to not be afraid of the things that shatter my children.
For You do rebuild ancient ruins, You do make oaks of righteousness. You do change ashes to beauty. You do give gladness for mourning. You do take clay down to the simplest form and with Your own hands, create in Your likeness. You do.
I trust You.
As I watch their lives, Lord, I am really watching for You.
Do what I cannot, and keep me in this hiding place of total trust.
In Jesus’ beautiful name,
Amen
