We Interrupt This Program for a Special Announcement

At 1:11 pm yesterday, our seventh grandchild arrived kicking and screaming. While I might have had time to string together a few paragraphs to craft a blog, I was much too excited to focus. I did, however, use my time to notice the goings and comings of those around me. Many young mothers wheeled by with sweet expressions of pure love and joy as they left the security of the hospital. Bleary-eyed and on-mission dads followed close behind lugging bags, gifts, and oversized pillows. They did their best to wrangle pink and blue balloons before accidentally popping passing strangers in their faces. Parents seemed delighted with their creations.

It’s not easy being a parent. It doesn’t matter if your child is a day old or decades old it always takes time, energy, and a truckload of wisdom. We aren’t perfect, but thankfully, we have a Heavenly Father who IS. He gladly gives us excellent advice. He looks at us with pure love and joy. He gladly carries our load of luggage when we allow Him to. He will even help us unpack it and put things in their proper places. He delights in us, gives us good gifts, teaches us, defends us, and never leaves us. He is a good, good father.

Please join me in praying for all of our parents, young and old: 

Lord, infuse all of us with more wisdom and humility. Give us more strength, energy, and discernment so that we can lead our children down YOUR path. Give us a stronger desire to be in Your Word. Keep Your hand of protection on all of us, and help us to be who we want our children to become. “From my childhood you’ve been my teacher, and I’m still telling everyone of your miracle-wonders! God, now that I’m old and gray, don’t walk away. Give me grace to demonstrate to the next generation all your mighty miracles and your excitement, to show them your magnificent power! For your glorious righteousness reaches up to the high heavens. No one could ever be compared to you! Who is your equal, O God of marvels and wonders? Even though you’ve let us sink down with trials and troubles, I know you will revive us again, lifting us up from the dust of death. Give us even more greatness than before. Turn and comfort us once again.” (Psalm 71:17-21 TPT)

In Jesus’ name, Amen!

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