I see evidence every day of them leaving behind boyhood and nearing the teen experience before manhood. I am proud of who they are but I know that no one is safe from the temptations of this world. So, I have put together a week of verses and along with the scripture led prayer to pray over our young men.
I cried and prayed for days over that ring. I told my sob story to everyone who listened and we scoured the house again and again. It started to consume me. The Holy Spirit's message to me: “Would you spend as much time, energy, and money in seeking my lost sheep as you have your ring?”
It doesn’t matter that my toddler had been whiny, my preteen had been slacking on his school work, the sink had clogged for the millionth time, or that my old back injury was acting up. Regardless of outward circumstances, I wanted them to see a mom filled with the patience, joy and peace of Christ.
I have been reading a book "Hearts of Fire" put out by the Voice of the Martyrs. It is about women who have been persecuted for their faith but are standing strong in the Lord. I really admire those who are faithful under persecution. So, I knew that this week's black history lesson on heroes of the faith had to be about the first black martyr. And, to my surprise, I found two of them were women!!