Last night we were driving to meet my ex-husband. These visits are always nerve wracking for us all. Especially my son. He never wants to go. We talk alot about the visits before they occur, even planning out on the calendar exactly when he will be home.
Normally, when we get in the car and start off (to anywhere...) we say a quick prayer for safety and traveling mercies. Last night, I hadn't even made it out of the driveway when my son said, "Pray, Mama, Pray."
I assumed he was talking about our everyday requests, but I asked him anyway.
"What do you want to pray for?"
"For Daddy and peace stuff...and traveling mercies." (Which sounds like " For Daddy an' peace 'tuff....and twavelin' mewcies").
He has listened as we pray for deliverance, for protection, for safety and for peace. He has learned to ask God for what he needs and thank Him for what he has received.
It may seem small to some, but for me it was confirmation that I'm doing something right. God is showing me that I am training my son in the way he should go...and God promises that when he is old, he will not depart from it.
Most of all, my son is learning to lean on the One who will never fail him. He is learning that God will supply all his needs. Thank you Lord for leading this little heart....and mine.
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