I prayed for my children before they were born. I prayed for them when they were babies and as they grew, during various stages of their lives. I prayed that they would come to know the Lord Jesus as their Savior and walk with Him all of their days and find direction and hope from God. I pray and continue to pray that they would love life and adventure and learning and reading and nature and I pray that they would be protected and safe and make great friends and that they would be kind and humble and passionate and thankful and giving and compassionate and caring and filled with the Holy Spirit.
I prayed (and continue to pray for my younger three children) that they would find someone to share life with and that find their calling and mission in life.
I pray for little and big things for my kids — calling and direction and life long things, and I pray for individual situations and issues and lessons learned along the way.
I pray that my children would have hope and grace and mercy and love and a feeling of purpose and mission and the Love of the Lord Jesus in their lives. I pray that my kids will read their Bibles all the days of their lives and that they would pray all their days. I pray that my kids will love their family and feel close to their family and reach out to their family and be connected.
And, I tell my kids that I am praying for them. That’s important. Tell them. Before they leave for school in the morning, I tell them I am praying for them. Before big and small situations, I tell them I am praying for guidance. At night, I pray out loud for them and encourage them to pray.
Something about knowing that your family is praying for you gives you a sense of hope and peace that everything will be okay.
Pray for your kids. And tell them you are praying for them.
1 Sam 1:26-28 “I am the woman who stood here …praying to the Lord. I prayed for this child, and the Lord has granted me what I asked of him. So now I give him to the Lord. For his whole life he will be given over to the Lord.”