52 Weeks of Prayer for Our Sons, Raising Tots

3:52- Son

Home.  I’m praying this week for our home.

That you feel safe here.

That you know you belong.

That you can recognize what makes you unique, but also accepted.


There’s security in knowing your place, your home.  I pray that you won’t need to go searching outside the normal boundaries of exploration as you grow up…searching for acceptance and belonging.  Of course I pray you find that other places as well, but I pray our home is a central place for you.  A place where you come for refreshment, to find joy, to think out new ideas and to put everything else aside and Just. Be. You.


I pray for our home.  It’s not always a place of peace.  It’s certainly not perfect. And it’s full of people who aren’t perfect.  We yell, we cry, we stomp our feet, we break things….but we love.  We laugh.  We let our guard down.  And may this always be so.

I pray as the Mom, that I can curb bitterness, exhaustion– and that sense of “I’m Done.”  I pray that the environment here is always welcoming- no matter the circumstances.  And that friends feel it too.  That it is safe here to ask questions, to explore, grow and learn– and know where we are rooted.  

Thank you for these amazing kids.  I thank you for the roof over our  heads and the privileges we take for granted.  I pray for our language and  demeanor towards each other.  I pray that we take our role in this family seriously and with pride.  I pray that it’s rooted now, that this family will always be home.  No. Matter. What.


52 Weeks of Prayer for Our Sons, Raising Tots

2:52- Son

Matthew 6:34 ~ don’t worry about tomorrow, today has enough worry of its own. 

I learn so much from your perspective on living in the moment Dear Son. You can’t help it, you don’t know different, as you haven’t lived long enough to worry about tomorrow.  Although change and transition are hard for you, you completely embrace the moment you are in. The book you are reading, the person you are with, the story you are creating in your head. 

As I see worry creep over your face, it’s also in the moment. Worry that you may fall, that you may not get your toy back from the friend you are learning to share with. When we are leaving, you always say “but you won’t come back….” But I am here, I will always come back, and more importantly God is here- and he always will be even when I can not. 

I pray for you this week, that as you begin to learn about him, that you will know he will always come back- and really, he never left. I pray this is so deeply rooted in your core, that wherever life takes you, you feel confident to battle worry with the hope and trust that tomorrow is under control just like today is under control. You aren’t walking through life alone. 

Dear Heavenly Father,

I thank you for opening my eyes to the innocent perspective of children. I thank you for the view he shares on living and loving in the moment, for those around us- both friends and family- but also strangers in a store or at the playground. I pray that he will always love those around him. That he will see the needs of today and work through those needs without worrying about what could happen tomorrow. 

When anxiety and fear take hold, I pray that he will stop, breathe and turn them over to you. The Creator of all things, the beginning and the end, who loves him so deeply and has created him for a special purpose. I pray he will listen to and follow your voice as the loudest one in the crowd. 

Thank you for providing and protecting. Help him to be the mighty warrior you created him for.