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“For This Child I Prayed”


It’s hard to believe but my little boy turned 2 yesterday! It has been a fast two years. It has also been two years of learning to trust that the Lord knows what is best for my little boy.

In January of 2013 God blessed our family with our first boy. We were overjoyed! After two girls, I knew I was entering new territory, but I was excited to see what God was going to do with my son.

I didn’t have to wait very long. When he was 7 months old, his pediatrician was concerned because he wasn’t gaining weight as he should. I was nursing him and was waiting to start him on baby food because he seemed content and was sleeping well at night. Our pediatrician wanted him supplemented with formula and for him to have some blood tests. When some of his blood test numbers came back slightly abnormal, the pediatrician wanted him tested for cystic fibrosis and also checked for kidney problems.

I don’t think I have ever been as afraid as I was the night before his cystic fibrosis test. I don’t think I’ve ever prayed so hard. When he was given the cystic fibrosis test the next day, it came back normal as did the kidney tests. To say the least, we were relieved.

In the next months he continued to grow as a healthy little boy should. This past fall my mother-in-law asked my husband if we were concerned about our little boy’s speech as he wasn’t saying any words other than making baby babbling noises. Once again, he has been such a content little boy, and this hadn’t concerned us. Recently, we took him to his pediatrician and asked about our speech concerns. At the time, he had an ear infection which the pediatrician said could affect his hearing and speech. We are set to go back at the end of February for a recheck of his ears and from there we’ll decide if he needs to see a hearing specialist or perhaps even a speech therapist in the future.

I have to admit as a mother I struggled (still do) for a time, worried about my little boy, BUT God has been faithful even when I was fearful. He has used these situations in my life for me to see my need of praying more specifically for my children and their needs.

I remember how I prayed in the spring of 2012 for a son and found out a couple months later I was expecting. When I found out that fall I was going to have a boy, I wondered just what plan God had for this special answer to prayer. I’m just getting a glimpse now of the plan God has for my little boy.

So many times as parents we think God gives us children for what we will teach and train THEM about Him, but God gives us children so often for what He wants to teach US as parents about Himself.

God loves my little boy. He gave him an infectious laugh that fills my days with such joy. God knows why he isn’t talking much yet. God has all the details worked out. I need to wait and trust Him as those things unfold in HIS time. I can rest knowing He will give me strength for whatever lies ahead. I am so thankful I serve a God Who loves my little boy so much more than I do!

“For this child I prayed; and the LORD hath given me my petition which I asked of Him:” -I Sam. 1:27

“And therefore will the LORD wait, that He may be gracious unto you, and therefore will He be exalted, that He may have mercy upon you: for the LORD is a God of judgment: blessed are all they that wait for Him.” -Isa. 30:18

“Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on Thee: because He trusteth in Thee.” -Isa. 26:3Praying woman hands

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Mom, When Is Dad Coming Home?

JP-Dad notes on door “Mom, when is Dad coming home?” asked my six year old son.

“Not till supper time,” I replied.

“Where is he?”

“He’s at work- like he is everyday.”

“Mom, where’s the tape?”

“In the cabinet,” I say, without asking what for. My little boys have lots of uses for tape, if they can get their hands on it.

“Mom, when is it gonna’ be supper time?”

“Soon!” I answer again, wondering why the questions.

Our mail comes late in the afternoon, and I went to the road to check the mail. As I walked back to the house, I noticed my front door had two additions to it. As I got closer, it was two picture notes drawn for my husband- awaiting him when he would arrive home. Now, I knew the reason for the questions about his arrival time. My son had spent his time and energy to show love to his daddy, and he could hardly wait for him to see the notes and be pleased. My realization of this made my heart smile, and I couldn’t wait till my husband got home either to get the notes.

A few thoughts came to me from this little moment in life.

  • Children have a built-in desire to please their dads.
  • Children feel secure when dads acknowledge their gifts and needs.
  • Children need dads.
  • Children need time with their dads.
  • Moms can influence children toward their daddy or away from him.
  • Moms can help dads know when a child may need a little more of his attention.
  • Little acts of kindness can be the greatest highlight of another’s day.
  • Not all children have dads who come home.

When I was a child, I remember the feeling of security when my dad got home from work. If there was a hurricane, dad would know what to do. If we were driving on long trips to Texas, I could sleep because I trusted my dad to know the route and keep us safe on the road. If there was a need, I didn’t worry about it. Dad would know best if we needed something or if we didn’t. When I would ask my mom what time my dad was coming home from work, she could tell me a time without hesitation.

While I am grateful that I have a dad who loves me, and my children have a dad who loves them, there are many moms today who must answer the question “When is dad coming home?” with a different answer. “I don’t know when he’s coming home.” Some must answer, “I don’t know if he’s coming home.” Some answer, “He is not ever coming home.”

As we celebrate the God-designed institution of marriage and family and even as we struggle in our humanity in it, enter the world of a single mom. Notice a child who must strain through Father’s Day because it just isn’t a celebration. How can you encourage a child? If you know a mom who is single at this time for whatever reason, ask the Lord to help you know how to be a blessing to her and her child/children. I have some friends who have been placed in this situation, and they are such a blessing to me. They keep going. They know God – they have had to get close to Him.

No matter where you find yourself as a woman, you can have a relationship with a perfect Father – God. Do you know Him? Do you know He loves you? Do you know He knows everything about you? { how you are created, how you feel, what you face in your life} “For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” -John 3:16

But as many as received Him, to them gave He power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on His name.” -John 1:12

♥ Jeri Lynn

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“You’re Not Being Nice!”

Occasionally when my Jackson (5) gets upset with me, he will say, with furrowed eyebrows, “Mommy, you’re not being NICE!” Well, that swiftly piles extra punishment on him!


One day after he said that, I thought, Am I being nice?

Of course, he was mad because he had not been allowed to do something, or had something taken away, or had simply been told to be quiet. I don’t remember the offense, but I felt very convicted as I realized that the way I handled him really wasn’t nice.

That led me to a verse I consistently use with others, but I seem to forget that they apply with my children as well!

“Be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another” (Ephesians 4:32).

I try to practice kindness to everyone around me. My fellow church members, piano students, friends. But I so often overlook my own family.

The word kind here means “mild or pleasant”. Is my manner with my children mild and pleasant? Sometimes it is, but I often forget that they are little people. And all people have feelings. I can be rude, or brush them off. But I am to be pleasant with them.

If my children could put it into words, would they say I am pleasant? I fear they would not. Ouch!

But who better to receive my kindness than my very own household? My own precious little ones should receive far more kindness than the cashier at Walmart. But I get comfortable and forget.

And let’s not forget our husbands. Who receives more kindness? Strangers, or our hubbies? Double ouch!

That one gets me!

I am so grouchy and grumpy with my husband sometimes! But I want to practice kindness on him! He deserves it more than the librarian!


There are many other Scriptures that give basic commands. We need to apply them in our family life. Verses about preferring one another, speaking kindness, practicing charity.

I don’t know about you, precious mommy, but when I’m up to my eyeballs in laundry, dishes, and meals, it’s easy to overlook my little people as what they are: people. They have feelings and their lives are being shaped and molded every day.

Let’s practice kindness on the most important people today: our families!

❤ Joy