“Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it.”
Proverbs 22:6

Father, I pray for the parents, and I pray they would know You, and Your presence with them. I pray that You will give them wisdom at every stage. Give rest to the weary ones today, Lord, and strengthen those who are worn down. Come, Jesus, like a breath of fresh air in their lungs, and help them stay strong again today.
I pray for those parenting littles, that they would catch a glimpse today of the delight of a child, the joy they find in the smallest of things, and the peace that rests on them in the simple moments. I pray for divine strength of both body and mind for the parents who are missing sleep, and I pray You will give them unexpected rest. Hold on to them in this hard place, Jesus, and be their place of rest.
I pray for those who have children in school, and I ask for an outpouring of wisdom for them. Give them vigilance to know what their children are being taught, and the wisdom to counter whatever is not Your truth. For those who are homeschooling, I pray for patience, grace, and wisdom. I pray that You will help the parents in this season be present for their children, to engage with them with undivided attention. I pray for time and space to enjoy this stage of life, as busy as it is. Give them glimpses Lord, of the wonder that is held in the mind of a child who is learning the world around them. Hold onto them in this hard place, Jesus, and be their place of strength and wisdom.
For those raising teenagers, I pray for the strength and the fortitude to stand strong, and the ability to flex. I pray for wisdom to guide their teens in the confusion of this current culture. I ask that Your Holy Spirit would continually lead these parents on when to stand firm and when to stand down. Allow them to glimpse the man or woman who is slowly coming forth in their child, and to see them as You see them. I pray for the grace to begin to let go, and the grace to hold on. Grace to give freedom, and grace to maintain the boundaries. Hold onto them in this hard place, Jesus, and be their firm foundation and their place of grace.
I pray for parents in every stage, Lord, that You will teach them to be kind and forgiving, not just to their children, but to themselves. I pray You will pour out grace upon grace to them for the formidable task of raising the next generation, and that You will assure and reassure them that You are with them in it, and You will provide for every step. Help them Father, to train up their children in the way they should go. Help them to demonstrate faith, love, and obedience to You, Lord. Help them display both Your goodness and Your holiness. Teach them to pray, and to believe You for their children. Remind them that You love their children, have a plan for their children, and that You are after the hearts of their children. Remind them that You are a good, good Father, to them and to their children. Hold onto the parents Lord, and be their place of peace.
And for those who are grieving over children, come Lord Jesus, and comfort them as only You can. For those who are struggling as they watch their children struggle, I pray for Your tangible nearness to them. For the ones who are hurting, who are regretting, who feel helpless, I pray for Your healing and Your hope to come swiftly, Lord.
In the mighty name of Jesus I pray. Amen.



How can we live a life of purity? How do we seek Him with all of our heart? How do we keep ourselves from sin? Every answer is the same.
I love my children. Love being their mom. I just wish I had listened when my own mother kept telling me how quickly the time would fly. I wish I had understood that here, on the other side of mothering, I would want every memory I could get.
These babies will grow up soon enough. For now, it’s good to sit on the floor and play, rock for as long as they need it, let them get dirty and make a mess and then watch them sleep while I whisper thank You, God. And when they leave my house to go back home, I can look around at the mess and smile, because I have the memory of how it got messy. The bottles of water all over my kitchen floor are from an intense exploration of the inside of my refrigerator. The basket of toys dumped all over the living room floor is because real fun requires silly things like a little container of tic-tacs, a belt, a rag, a tube of diaper cream and a toy telephone. The papers lying everywhere are there because it’s delightful to stand up at the coffee table and sweep everything to the floor.