Pray for Me Monday

JAMES 5:16
"Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so
that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and
effective." (NIV) 

PSALMS 116:2
"Because He has inclined His ear to me, Therefore I will call upon Him as long as I live" (NKJV) 

Welcome to this weeks Pray For Me Mondays with Home Grown Families and Pamela from Troop Petrie.  We are so excited to be working together on this journey!

Basically, PFMM will work like this:

• Pamela and I will write posts on relevant topics and post


• You can link up your own post, comment or e-mail us your prayer requests


• We'll pray for you and hopefully others will, too

Sorry we missed last week~ it's just one of those things.  This is what Pam wrote for last week, so the material is a little dated.

Tiffany {the single one} says:



These last few weeks have been particularly difficult for us.  We have been dealing with sickness, ER visits, sleepless nights and one moody Mama.  Please continue praying for me~ my sanity mostly. 

 

Pam {the married one} says:

 

And when Esau lifted up his eyes and saw the women and children, he said, “Who are these with you?” Jacob said, “The children whom God has graciously given your servant.”
(Genesis 33:5 ESV) 

This was a special and wonderful week. My husband only worked three days. So we had a lot of family time. Or should I say a lot of puppy training time.

This week my baby boy turned 15. FIFTEEN, where has the time gone? I remember the night he was born and how sick he was. I remember them struggling to get him to breath. I remember my friend Debbie praying over the situation. I remember him being in the NICU and taking a parenting class with other parents. They were holding their babies and mine was behind us in the NICU.

I remember when he was 2 and not talking. I remember the day the daycare provider finally told me something was not right with him. As in, he was developmentally delayed.
I remember feeling like a failure as a mom. I remember wondering what I did wrong.

It took a lot for me to not feel guilt because he was not reading as early as others. It took a lot for me to see him struggle to make friends for many years. It was hard for me the first time I heard the aspergers name mentioned.

And then I had a friend who told me that he is mine only for a short time.

I think sometimes in the business of parenting we forget that our blessings are only with us for a short time.
Do you take time to enjoy your children?

Today my son and I went to the movies. He made a comment twice that really hurt my feelings (smacked me in the face). He said that it was nice to hear me laugh. It hit me hard that he does not see me laugh as much as he use to. I do not want my children to grow up and take life so seriously. I want them to know that life is good and that you can enjoy it.

This week I pray that you are taking time to enjoy your blessings. Be grateful for the time they wake up in the night because that is one on one time.

“See that you do not despise one of these little ones. For I tell you that in heaven their angels always see the face of my Father who is in heaven.
(Matthew 18:10 ESV) 

Take time to realize that they will not always be in your home and encourage them to hide the word in their heart so when they are not with you they still know where to go for help.

Please do not forget about this really fun giveaway I am doing right now.

Answered Prayers

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Answered prayers:
I am so thankful that we live in a country where we can openly talk about our Faith.
I have had so many answers to prayer. I could tell you how my husband has returned home from Iraq safely 3 times. I could tell you how he saved my marriage in a time I thought it was unsavable.
Today I will tell you about the day my son was born and did not breathe for several minutes.
Today I will tell you about the day I had a car accident. I was 17 years old on the way home from a school field trip to Washington. I was setting in the back row of the van. I did not have my seatbelt on. I was leaning against the window. The lady who was driving the van was use to driving a stick shift. As we were going up a hill she thought she was shifting but instead she was putting us in reverse and pumping the gas. The van was going up a hill on a major high way. It immediately swerved off the road and flipped over. It first bounced and hit the front windshield cracking it, then the back of the van. At this time the window I was leaning it shattered but instead of falling out it stayed in (making most of the glass to go inside of me). The van stayed on the side where my back was practically touching the ground. It went from the grass field back through the gravel to the highway back through gravel and then stopped on the grass. During all of this my knees fell beside either side of my face, protecting my face (sounds silly but at that age it was a big issue). I was rushed to the hospital where I spent 5 days. My injuries included almost losing my left arm, broken right collar bone, several scrapes and cuts not requiring stitches and having to have fake skin (very similar to skin graft) on my back shoulders.
So now to the prayer. I was the only person in a van filled with teenagers that was hurt. We were prayed for while we were on this trip. Here is where love and prayer came in. I had been dating the same guy for over 2 years and we had recently broken up. He drove to the hospital with my parents (they were 3 hours away). I would not allow him to visit with me (teenage stupidity). He stayed in the Ronald McDonald house for 5 days praying for me. On the day I was released he drove my mom and I home and then visited often. This man that I would not allow to visit with me that I broke up with spent 5 days in a strange town praying for me. I knew this was the man I would marry even if I did not admit it for a few more years.