HEAR MY PRAYER, GOD

HEAR MY PRAYER, GOD

PRAYER

We were unpacking some boxes from the move, and I found one of my prayer journals from college. Some things never change:

September 7, 2002

Heavenly Father, 

A million hearts are breaking, and I can only listen to the sound. Your children are being broken and abused. Where are you to guard and protect them? I will never understand the “why?”, but please help me to see your actions that rectify the wounds. 

Each life around me has a story to tell and a pain kept inside. Open my eyes, Lord. Make my spirit in tune with yours. Let my presence and open heart be a ministry to the hurting. They seem to come to me, and I find myself incapable of providing the healing they need. The healing must come from you.

Love your children; love them through me. 

Rebecca

As I listen to stories of others and write my own story alongside theirs, I see this prayer is being answered in my upcoming book.

I am humbled.

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