I tossed, I turned, I tossed some more and turned some more. I couldn't understand why I couldn't sleep. But then I realized the burden of my heart; my children. My heart ached to be with my children who are busy with their own lives. Too busy for me.
It is funny how in our lifetime things get in our way as parents and we don't spend enough time with our children. Then they grow up and then they don't have time for us.
So when I woke up this morning, I said to the Lord I give my children back to you. I asked the Lord to watch over them, care for them, and love on them, most importantly keep them safe. I pray for a laborer to come and talk with them and share the love of Jesus Christ with them. For they don't have time for me, but maybe someone else will have time for them.
"Sing praise to the Lord, you saints of His, and give thanks at the remembrance of His holy name. For his anger is but for a moment, His favor is for life; weeping may endure for a night but joy comes in the morning."
This morning I woke up with a song in my heart; I danced to the Lord and gave Him my praises. I have a new song in my heart. I have joy that surpasses my understanding and it is an emotion I cannot contain.
~Be encouraged; if your children are walking on a different path than what you want for them; the Lord is with them and will never leave them. Keep your joy.
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