I have walked that road, and I know the varying levels of pain and love that are felt inside of a Mother’s heart. When my oldest child became a teenager, I resisted the efforts of those in our church who wanted to label him as a “perfect example” to all of the younger ones there. I knew how the pressures of those labels create a false pedestal that we humans simply cannot attain to. I prayed and tried to warn against those labels. I even asked those in our church to pray for my son as he was entering his older teen years, to pray that He would be strengthened only in God. Some of the women there told me to stop worrying, that he was a great kid, and he would do just fine.
Moms, please don’t ignore those promptings in your spirit when God calls you to pray.
God was preparing me for the many hard days and years ahead for both of my sons. He was calling me to a season of deep prayer and intercession. Thankfully, He sent a few close friends who were also walking with prodigals of their own. He knew that we could not walk the path alone, and so HE brought us together to share the load of praying, even when the church had seemed to fail us.
“Therefore, brothers and sisters, since we have confidence to enter the Most Holy Place by the blood of Jesus, by a new and living way opened for us through the curtain, that is, his body, and since we have a great priest over the house of God, let us draw near to God with a sincere heart and with the full assurance that faith brings, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water. Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful.” Hebrews 10:19-23