The Closet

The footsteps of two destiny's scatter about in the room over my head providing the perfect background music for me as I write. To my left on this desk is the paper my daughter brought home from Sunday School. Their lesson: on Faith. Their focus: Prayer. Listed on her paper is the name of someone in her family she could pray for, and I'm on the list. Second was someone NOT in her family to pray for and that would be Mary Lee, great friend and babysitter to the children. Last, and my favorite is where she lists her place to get away and pray....her closet. Though my heart is warmed, my heart is also taught and instructed in soberness as I recall again that I am called as a Mother (as parents) to teach and instruct and raise my child, my children in the love, joy, knowledge, and fear of the Lord. I have heard, as you have, that it's caught more than taught. Lord, may our answers to YOUR questions about faith, prayer, the Word go beyond paper. May our answers be visible on the slate of our own hearts as you peer in and know already what we would say, what we would write. I add, that we would be before You, O Lord, in prayer, all the while instructing and raising our children before you, for us, for them to be a light: The reflection, the fragrance of Jesus to the World.