I want to be that praying mama. The one who stops on the side of the road when the time seems fit, just to take those few short, undistracted moments to lift my kids up to God.
I want to be that praying mama. The one who prays while she drives down the road to schools and lifts each one up as they exit the car for the start of their day.
I want to be that praying mama. The one who does it so much that the youngest doesn’t have to ask me who am I talking to anymore because she already knows how Mama rolls.
I want to be that praying mama. Who goes to spiritual battle for my child, day in and day out, even on the good days. Because we all know the devil is lying in wait for the calm so he can disrupt it.
I want to be that praying mama. The one other women know the relationship I hold with God is true and firm and request that I pray for their children as well. For they are all God’s precious ones.
I want to be that praying mama. Like my friend Kim J., who prayed for her boys at all times as they grew in this sinful world.
To reap the reward of loving adult children who still honor their mother and know who God is.
These are some of the things I pray for daily. To be the praying mama.
“Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows through it” (Proverbs 4:23).
“Walk with the wise and become wise, for a companion of fools suffers harm” (Proverbs 13:20).