Our Keepsake Journal is Here! 🎉

As schools around the country are preparing to reopen, my heart has been led to be in prayer for them. I’d love for you to join me. 

Day 1: School Administration and Decision Makers

Lord, please be with the superintendents, principals, special education directors, curriculum directors, counselors, school nurses, and school board members across this country. Father, they are faced with such a difficult challenge and so many decisions. These men and women are mentally exhausted from an overload of information, yet a lack of it—all at the same time. Lord, give them wisdom. Surround them with people united to do what’s best for their schools. Please give them strength and courage as they face new challenges every day, sometimes every hour. Thank you for their devotion to their jobs. Remind them that You have chosen them for this position and they were created for such a time as this. Lord, allow them to feel the love and support of those praying for them tonight. Grant them rest so they may wake tomorrow with renewed strength to face the day. 

In Jesus’ Name, 
Amen

RELATED: As the School Year Nears, Nothing I Choose Feels Right

Day 2: School Buildings

Almighty God, tonight we pray for our nation’s school buildings. You are the God of angel armies and we ask that you deploy those angels and surround our schools. Lord, please provide physical protection over them, allow them to be a safe and healthy place. Thank you for the people working hard to ensure the physical environment is safe and clean.

But, Lord, we pray that the classrooms and libraries and cafeterias would feel warm and welcoming—not cold and sterile. Father, we pray that your Holy Spirit moves through the halls. That your love would fill the air through smiles and kind words. We pray that the atmosphere of our schools might be a reflection of the love you feel for the children within its walls. Please, Lord, let these buildings be a place where children still feel accepted and valued. May they be a place where they feel comfortable, a place they are excited to go. Lord, we pray that you wrap your strong arms of protection around our school buildings and that your gentle hands would hold the hearts of all who enter them. Thank you for the work done inside of them—may it honor you. 

In Jesus’ Name, 
Amen

Day 3: Teachers

Lord, tonight we lift up our nation’s teachers. We place them into your hands and ask that they feel your love and protection. When anxiety invades their hearts and minds, fill them with your perfect love that casts out fear. As they face constant uncertainty, allow them to feel your constant presence. Lord, we know you created them for the unique purpose to love, care for, teach, and nurture our kids. We pray that they feel free to do those things no matter the circumstances that surround this school year. Give them energy to keep up with the unending and ever-changing demands they are facing. Protect their hearts as they give so much of them to their students. Protect their health, both physical and mental. Above all, Lord, we pray that these men and women feel appreciated. We pray that they know the unseen work they do is not in vain. Lord, they truly are your handiwork, created to do the work you prepared for them in advance.

Father, you knew this pandemic was coming. You saw the obstacles in their way long before the road was even laid. And still, you created them for this work, during this time. Thank you for sending them into classrooms throughout the country, whether in-person or virtual. We trust that you will equip them to do the work you’ve called them to do. Wrap your loving arms around them, carry them when they feel too weak to move forward, lift them up when they feel defeated. Send your Spirit into their lives so they might feel the love of these prayers. Thank you, Father, for the work they do and the work you do through them.

In Jesus’ Name, 
Amen

RELATED: You Have the Power To Set the Tone For the Upcoming School Year

Day 4: School Staff 

Lord, you are the Good Shepherd. The God who leaves the 99 to pursue the one who is lost and forgotten. We want to follow your lead. We want to pray for those who are sometimes forgotten, and tonight, that means coming before you on behalf of school personnel—custodial staff, librarians, cooks, paras, aides, secretaries, bus drivers, technology and IT staff, school resource officers, and more. Without these men and women, schools would not operate. We need them, and they need our prayers.

Some of them are facing uncertainty and the reality of being without a job they love, a job they need. Please, God, help them trust in your good plan for their lives. Lord, provide for them in ways only you can do. And there are those who know they will return to their jobs, but their roles are shifting and they may be asked to take on new or different responsibilities. Lord, give them confidence in their ability to fulfill these new tasks and help them as they adjust. Be their Good Shepherd, protect them, keep them from harm, and lead them through this new land. We pray they see their value not only in our schools but in your eyes. Thank you for the important work they do, help us to show them love and appreciation as this new school year begins. 

In Jesus’ Name, 
Amen

RELATED: A Prayer For the Anxious Back-to-School Mom

Day 5: Students

Jesus, you said, “Let the little children come to me,” and tonight we bring them to you. We set them at your feet and trust in your love for them. Lord, their worlds have been turned around—so much of what they once knew has changed. Though we cannot reverse time, we cannot change the current circumstances, we can believe that you are working. Tonight we ask that you work in the lives of each and every student throughout our nation.

As their Heavenly Father, we pray that you would calm their fears in ways we cannot. Help them to be resilient and flexible. Hold their hands as they walk into classrooms alone. Sit beside them as they work. And when the place they work is within the walls of their homes, help them maintain focus and connection. Lord, be their friend when they feel distant from theirs.

Please, Father, protect them. Protect their hearts—this year will bring pain they’ve never known before. Protect their health and thank you for those working so hard to keep them safe. Protect their innocence—they are being asked to understand grown-up things, to make sacrifices for the well-being of the world around them, to enter a different environment than the one they left last spring. Protect their minds—help them learn and grow despite the constant changes that may impact their year. As parents, it is hard to let them go, but Father we release them into your protection. We trust that you will carry them, support them, encourage them, and love them in the moments we cannot and in ways we cannot. Thank you for inviting our children into your arms, help us to trust you while they are there.  

In Jesus’ Name,
Amen

So God Made a Mother book by Leslie Means

If you liked this, you'll love our book, SO GOD MADE A MOTHER available now!

Order Now

Check out our new Keepsake Companion Journal that pairs with our So God Made a Mother book!

Order Now
So God Made a Mother's Story Keepsake Journal

Kelsey Scism

Kelsey is a former language arts teacher, mother of six, wife, and most importantly a Christian loving our Lord. As a teacher, she loved inspiring and encouraging her students. Today, she finds inspiration in the everyday moments as a stay-at-home mom and hopes to encourage others along the way. Her goal is to share Christ’s love and encourage others through her writing. She shares the countless lessons God is teaching her on her blog Loving Our Lord. She is currently writing her first book, a year-long devotional for middle school girls scheduled to be published with Bethany House in July of 2024. Hang out with her on Facebook or Instagram.

Going to Church with Kids is Hard but We’ll Keep Showing Up

In: Faith, Motherhood
Mother holding young daughter in church

Going to church is hard with young kids. It used to be something I looked forward to. It’s something I’ve always valued deeply and needed desperately. It’s the one place that will always be home regardless of what location or building it’s in or what people attend. Church is my sanctuary. But it’s become a battle with the kids’ resistance, my tired mind and body, and my lack of ability to actually listen to the sermon. Going to church is hard with young kids. It’s become normal for me to lie down in bed on Saturday night thinking, with dread,...

Keep Reading

I’m Praying for My Teenager in These Challenging Years

In: Faith, Motherhood, Teen
Teen boy holding a smartphone and wearing headphones

In my mid-40s, I began to long for a baby. We didn’t get much encouragement from friends and family. My husband is a high-functioning quadriplegic, and I was considered way too old to start a family. But our marriage was stable, we were used to obstacles, we were financially prepared, emotionally experienced, and our careers were established. I began to paint my own sublime mental portrait of parenting tranquility. What could go wrong? At 48, I delivered a healthy baby boy, and he was perfect. We adored him. The baby we had longed for and prayed for, we had. And...

Keep Reading

When Motherhood Feels Like a Limitation

In: Faith, Motherhood
Ruth Chou Simons holding book

Twenty-one years ago, my husband Troy and I welcomed our first son into the world. Two years later, I gave birth to another boy. And again two years later, and again two years after that. A fifth boy joined our family another two years later, and a final son was born 11 years after we began our parenting journey. If you were counting, you’re not mistaken—that’s six sons in just over a decade. We were overjoyed and more than a little exhausted. I remember feeling frustrated with the limitations of the little years with young children when I was a...

Keep Reading

The Day My Mother Died I Thought My Faith Did Too

In: Faith, Grief, Loss
Holding older woman's hand

She left this world with an endless faith while mine became broken and shattered. She taught me to believe in God’s love and his faithfulness. But in losing her, I couldn’t feel it so I believed it to be nonexistent. I felt alone in ways like I’d never known before. I felt helpless and hopeless. I felt like He had abandoned my mother and betrayed me by taking her too soon. He didn’t feel near the brokenhearted. He felt invisible and unreal. The day my mother died I felt alone and faithless while still clinging to her belief of heaven....

Keep Reading

Jesus Meets Me in the Pew

In: Faith
Woman sitting in church pew

I entered the church sanctuary a woman with a hurting and heavy heart. Too many worries on my mind, some unkind words spoken at home, and not enough love wrapped around my shoulders were getting the best of me. What I longed to find was Jesus in a rocking chair, extending His arms to me, welcoming me into his lap, and inviting me to exhaust myself into Him. I sought out an empty pew where I could hide in anonymity, where I could read my bulletin if I didn’t feel like listening to the announcements, sing if I felt up...

Keep Reading

Can I Still Trust Jesus after Losing My Child?

In: Faith, Grief, Loss
Sad woman with hands on face

Everyone knows there is a time to be born and a time to die. We expect both of those unavoidable events in our lives, but we don’t expect them to come just 1342 days apart. For my baby daughter, cancer decided that the number of her days would be so many fewer than the hopeful expectation my heart held as her mama. I had dreams that began the moment the two pink lines faintly appeared on the early morning pregnancy test. I had hopes that grew with every sneak peek provided during my many routine ultrasounds. I had formed a...

Keep Reading

5 Kids in the Bible Who Will Inspire Yours

In: Faith, Kids
Little girl reading from Bible

Gathering my kids for morning Bible study has become our family’s cornerstone, a time not just for spiritual growth but for real, hearty conversations about life, courage, and making a difference. It’s not perfect, but it’s ours. My oldest, who’s 11, is at that age where he’s just beginning to understand the weight of his actions and decisions. He’s eager, yet unsure, about his ability to influence his world. It’s a big deal for him, and frankly, for me too. I want him to know, deeply know, that his choices matter, that he can be a force for good, just...

Keep Reading

Mad Martha, Mary, Mom, and Me

In: Faith, Living
Woman wrapped in a blanket standing by water

As a brand-new, born-again, un-churched Christian fresh in my new faith with zero knowledge of the Bible, I am steaming, hissing mad when I first read these words from Luke 10:38-42: “Now as they went on their way, Jesus entered a village. And a woman named Martha welcomed him into her house. And she had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet and listened to his teaching. But Martha was distracted with much serving. And she went up to him and said, ‘Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me to serve alone? Tell...

Keep Reading

I Can’t Pray away My Anxiety But I Can Trust God to Hold Me through It

In: Faith, Living
Woman with flowers in field

I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t afraid. I was scared of people, of speaking, and even of being looked at. As I got older, I worried about everything. I was aware of the physical impact that stress and worry have on our bodies and our mental health, but I couldn’t break the cycle. I declined invitations and stuck with what I knew. Then we had a child who knew no fear. The person I needed to protect and nurture was vulnerable. There was danger in everything. It got worse. He grew older and more independent. He became a...

Keep Reading

Your Kids Don’t Need More Things, They Need More You

In: Faith, Kids, Motherhood
Mother and young girl smiling together at home

He reached for my hand and then looked up. His sweet smile and lingering gaze flooded my weary heart with much-needed peace. “Thank you for taking me to the library, Mommy! It’s like we’re on a date! I like it when it’s just the two of us.” We entered the library, hand in hand, and headed toward the LEGO table. As I began gathering books nearby, I was surprised to feel my son’s arms around me. He gave me a quick squeeze and a kiss with an “I love you, Mommy” before returning to his LEGO—three separate times. My typically...

Keep Reading