I recently shared that I’m part of a new site called (in)courage…an online home for the hearts of women. We’ve compared it to a beach house where we can gather.
This week I’ve caught glimpses of stories…heartache, happiness, both at times. And I’ve found myself praying for the women who come, praying for you. I do so when I wake up in the morning, drive to work, log off my laptop late at night.
And I also want to take a moment to pray for you here…
Thank you for your daughters.
You know each one by name, how many hairs are on her head, how many cares are in her heart.
So I ask today first for her to feel your LOVE—not in the vague, theological way we sometimes do sitting in church on Sunday but instead real, full, wrapping around her heart in a way that heals.
I also ask for her to know JOY—not the temporary, uncertain kind of positivity we stumble upon when life is good but instead the overflowing, steady, “fill you up inside” kind that stays despite circumstances.
I also ask for GRACE—not the kind that hides imperfections and brings shame, but instead the sort that sets us free, allows us to open ourselves up, because we know we are not all we will become and yet we are loved as we are along the way.
And for those whispered requests that are specific to her, the ones I feel the ache for without knowing exactly what it means, I pray you will provide too. You are a God of details, a God of knowing, a God who comes personally into our world. Come into hers today in just the way she needs.
Thank you for inviting us to talk to you about each other. We know you hear and you care even more than we do.
How can we pray for you? Leave a comment here or on (in)courage to let us know.