It’s been kind of heavy here the last few days, so I’m turning the attention to prayer today. This post is from my friend Brooke…read all the way to the end because there is something special for you… (we’ll resume the crazy on Friday ;)
I didn’t ask the Lord to make me a prayer warrior. But five years of a painful stripping, letting the facade of control slip away, has brought me to my knees…
*Struggling to nurse my firstborn. *A wreck that nearly took my grandmother’s life and two others. *Stroke after stroke that left my grandfather blind. *The Virginia Tech shootings – a friend full of potential killed that day – shot to death. Husband a first responder. Rebellious pregnancy that leaves me contracting in stress all day long. *Father’s older brother dies on my son’s first birthday. *Father’s younger brother dies 10 months later – same genetic lung disease. *Grandmother fading away in her memories. *Two sons born 23 months apart driving me to the edge and back every single day…stripping my pride…leaving me literally begging God for a miracle. *Husband who works shift work – people telling him they hope his family dies out of their own anger – and the stress? It follows him though he loves Jesus and he loves us.
Why do I pray?
You may look at the Warrior Prayers I pray for my sons and think I have it all together – “her children must be perfect with a mom who prays like that.” But you’re wrong.
I don’t pray because I have all the answers. I pray because I don’t.
Prayer? The desperate cry of a mama whose life has taught her she has so little control.
I cannot hold my children tightly enough to protect them from all harm…cannot force these brothers to love each other well….cannot control their actions…cannot keep them from losing the people they love…cannot ensure that they will turn out to be the men I dream they will be…cannot make them love the Lord.
I cannot change their hearts of stone to hearts of flesh (Ez 36:26).
I don’t pray because I can. I pray because I can’t.
Prayer is the coming to the end of myself…the letting go…and placing my hope in the God who can. It’s putting none of my hope in what I can do and all of my hope in what He has already done. It’s taking comfort in a God Who loved deeply enough to save me and resting in the knowledge that He can do the same for my sons. It’s choosing to believe the truth of His Word – praying for its completion in the hearts of my sons – washing it over my tired heart and keeping my eyes on the One Who straightens my path. It is enough for me and enough for my sons.
Wearing a posture of prayer as lifeline, hope, desperate plea to the God Who can.
Brooke McGlothlin began Warrior Prayers as a way to connect moms to the heart of the Father in prayer on behalf of their sons. Every weekday she offers prayers formed from the Word of God targeted to areas where boys need prayer the most. You can follow her daily prayers on Twitter (#WarriorPrayers) and Facebook or you can get weekly topical prayer calendars at the Warrior Prayers blog. Brooke is a homeschooling mom of two young boys, wife of the man she’s had a crush on since the 3rd grade, lover of Hokie football, co-founder of the M.O.B. Society, and offers hope for change to the hearts of women at her personal blog, A Life in Need of Change.
Brooke is generously giving away a Prayer Warriors print of choice (up to $35) to one of LWCC’s readers. To enter, please leave a comment with which print you would like. You are welcome to have extra entries by tweeting or facebooking this giveaway-just make sure to leave extra comments for what you do. Good “luck!”
(If you buy a print, know that 10% of each purchase goes directly to support the incredible ministry of Mercy House Kenya.)
Contest ends Sunday the 23rd at 9pmEST.