A year and a half ago, I opened an anonymous letter that made my heart sink. It was from another mom who wanted to make sure I had a list of all the ways one of my daughters was falling short. My initial reaction was figure out who sent this anonymous letter so I could call her. Talk this through face-to-face. Assure her my husband and I were not only aware of some struggles my daughter was having but also working diligently to help her course-correct. But as I reread the letter, I discerned it wasn’t sent from a place of love for my family or a heart that wanted to help. I sat on the edge of my bed and cried. It’s so hard to have someone attack you in an area that’s already rubbed raw with hardship. Her letter was like a bullet straight to my heart. However, it was also a wake-up call to get more intentional in praying for my daughter. I thought about her struggles a lot. I talked about her struggles. I worried about her struggles. But thinking about, talking about and worrying about something is not the same as praying about it… If youre in a hard place right now, read more from my blog post here: bit.ly/11UxqoN
Posted on: Fri, 05 Dec 2014 00:00:00 +0000
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