I soon realized one of the best ways for me to influence their lives was unobtrusively, through prayer. Over the years, what at first seemed a quiet way to nurture their hearts became a beautiful journey into God’s desires for the young men in our home.
When I began praying for the guys I didn’t know their deep, personal needs, I was still using school pictures as flash cards to memorize their names. Now it is still rare for the guys to share with me their prayer requests, but God has faithfully given me plenty of His.
In times of conflict, when none of us seem at all loveable, I sigh, “Make this kid see reason. ” But then God invites me to ask for more, “May he know how wide and long and high and deep Your love for him really is.” (Ephesians 3:18)
On days marked by teenage angst and frustration, when I want to pray, “Make him lighten up,” God offers me the gentleness to whisper with Him over their soul, “Be at rest once more, for the Lord has been good to you.” (Psalms 116:7)
At times raising teenagers can be painful. Setting my mind on God’s heart gives me perspective.
It's loaded with topics and each topic has a page of verses and a page with a suggested prayer.
I’m learning that prayer is more than asking for what we want for the people we love; it’s discovering God’s heart for them. His heart is big. His dreams are grand. It’s amazing how just catching a glimpse of His heart expands my own.
I love what CS Lewis said about prayer, “It doesn’t change God, it changes me.”