Hear me speedily, O LORD: my spirit faileth. (Psalm 143:7a KJV)
I began my journaling for today’s blog post by writing to God.
Do you journal to God or yourself? Please share in the comments.
On the first Thursday of the month, I write a devotional thought aimed at praying for your city.
The blog template for praying for your city does not fit or fill a global scope. I do that on purpose for a purpose.
I look to our neighborhoods and individual towns for prayer needs within them. What is happening in each of our back yards? Crafting a tangible prayer point that most everyone can join in. Prayers over specific needs in our backyards.
A few weeks back, there was a tragedy at a local high school. One boy lost his life, and the other was arrested for allegedly causing the teen’s death.
And then the death of nineteen elementary students occurred. (Not in our town.)
So why am I struggling to write this post?
Because, like you, this kind of news breaks my heart. But unlike us, these events affect the children who hear about these events differently, even when they are not living where these tragedies occurred.
Decades ago, two boys I attended school with tragically made the news in high school. We grew up in the same city and attended the same schools. And one allegedly took the life of the other.
I remember how shocking it was. I had never heard of anything like that happening. But I also knew it was uncommon, rare, and not likely to repeat.
Today, children, kids, adolescents, and teens in our backyards are processing the possibility of this reality playing out in their life. All while their brains are still developing.
And for this, I think we must pray.
Father God,
Our adult brains become overwhelmed at the news of just one precious life taken. Prayers are faithfully being prayed for the families in the communities grieving the loss of their children.
Please give us strength and wisdom to help the children, kids, adolescents, and teens in our town or city with their questions and silences as they process these deaths.
Give us words, ideas, and opportunities to show a child that all hope is never lost.
In Jesus’ name, Amen.
Keep Walking On Mustard Seeds,
Michele Marie Weisman
PS Thank you for praying with me.
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Amen! Love you sister Michele ❤️✝️🙏
Thank for stopping by and praying!
What a great good morning word!!! Praying for my city and for you😘
I am so grateful you stopped by! And thank you for your prayers :•)
Hi Michele, I appreciate your post and your idea. Yes, I’ll pray for our city and our children. I shudder to think what those who are old enough to understand feel when they practice active shooter drills at school. School is supposed to be a safe place.
Hello Suzette, such a good point. I recall earthquake drills as a kid. That can not compare to the drill, as you point out, of a threat on campus by a person. Thank you so much for praying with me.