So tonight, as I should every night, am counting on the scriptures to come life while I sleep.
Tonight . . . as I lay my head on my pillow . . . I am believing in Psalm 30:5, that weeping may endure for the night but joy . . . will come . . . in the morning.
Tonight . . . as I lay my head on my pillow . . . I am remembering Leviticus 3:22-23 that the Lord is faithful and his faithfulness never ends, that his mercies never cease, that his faithfulness is
great indescribable, and that each day begins a new day which brings me a new home.
Tonight . . . as I lay my head on my pillow . . . I know that if I, as the mother of a hurting child is hurting this much . . . oh how much more our Father in heaven is hurting for her too.
Tonight . . . as I lay my head on my pillow . . . Psalm 139 jumps off the page of the scriptures . . . that nowhere can my girl go where the Lord is not with her (vs 7) . . . and that he formed her inner parts and within my womb God knit her together . . . and that before she was even conceived God had a plan for her life and that it is a plan for good (Jeremiah 29:11).
Tonight . . . as I lay my head on my pillow . . . I think of the numbers of hair on her head and am in awe that our Creator knows the exact number on her head.
Tonight . . . as I lay my head on my pillow . . . I smile that she is the apple of your eye (Psalm 17:8).
Tonight . . . as I lay my head on my pillow . . . while I know all these truths . . . my heart still hurts and my only comfort is that I know God can use all things for his good (Romans 8:28).
Tonight . . . as I lay my head on my pillow . . . I know that Genesis 50:20 can be a reality for her, just as it was and is for me . . . that when others mean evil against her, God means it for good so that one day . . . she will help others with this same struggle . . . and that makes me smile.
Tonight . . . I lay my head in peace . . . thankful that all I have to do is reflect on the scriptures . . . which are the plumb line and foundation in my heart . . . and know that if God is for us, who . . . can be against us.
And as I was closing, the Lord reminds me of the other children . . . the ones causing the hurt . . . and God has spoken to my heart to pray for them . . . and honestly, I don’t want to . . . but for her benefit . . .
Father, you know my heart and I ask that you would forgive the stinkin thinkin I’m carrying within. Lord I ask that you would empower K through this, I ask that you would open the eyes of the other children to make them aware of their actions, and Lord if they are aware of what they are doing and how it is making K feel . . . then I honestly don’t know how to pray other than ask you to pray for me . . . that you would intercede on her behalf. I pray for the teachers to have insight. I ask you to be with K and if there are actions she is doing that need to be addressed then they too would come to light. Amen.