Thankful Thursday - A Mother's Prayers

Do you have a mother who prays for you?  Then you have a gift that is more valuable than anything money can buy.  I'm so thankful that my daughters ask me to pray for them.  They know it will happen because I'll do it right then.

This framed picture sits near where I pray.  I look at it to reinforce how powerful prayer is.  If you look closely, you can see the spiritual warfare going on in the images outside the window.  Not sure you can see it clearly, but it of a dark figure fighting against a white figure.  You can also see the cross in the panes of the glass.  This reminds me of the power of the blood and name of Yeshua when I call on Him.

I've been keeping a prayer journal for my children for almost fifty years.  I love going back and reading the many, many prayers that have been answered.  The two most important ones were for them to be conceived and "born," since I miscarried my first child.  I prayed for four years to conceive my first daughter, and then six years for my second.  

I prayed for their future husbands while they were little girls.  G-d answered those prayers by giving them wonderful men.  Those two fine men are a part of my daily prayers, too.  

I'm thankful, too, for those who've prayed for me.  The praying mothers and grandmothers in my past have brought me uncountable blessings I know.  I've felt those prayers many times.

This song crossed my path recently, and I hope you will listen, and follow the words.  If you have a mother or grandmother who prays, don't take them for granted.  They are doing spiritual warfare for you, my friends.  One day, the mothers and grandmothers in your life will pass on, and you'll feel the void.  Cherish them while you can.

A Mother's Prayers by Ralph Stanley 

Momma would pray, at night by her bedside.

She'd call out to Jesus, in a voice so sincere:

Watch over my children, and show them your mercy 

Don't let 'em be alone, in this old world down here 

Chorus: A mother's prayer, more precious than diamonds 

A mother's prayer, more precious than gold 

There's nothing on earth that could compare,

 I can still see her kneeling there 

Thank God for the power, of a mother's prayer 

With tears in my eyes, in the darkest of hours,

 I cried alone, don't take her from me.

Then she took my hand, said, son I'm ready

 Said the sweetest prayer, then she went off to sleep

 Repeat Chorus:

Then I had a dream, I stood before Jesus.

Saw the Book of Life, and my name was in there.

Lord, Ive done so much wrong, and I don't deserve mercy 

He said, there's something about, your mother's prayer

Repeat Chorus

You may be blessed by this post about prayer and motherhood:  Mother Crying Over the World

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Do you have a prayer warrior in your life?  Do you keep a prayer journal for your children and grandchildren?  I'd love to hear about it in the comments.

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