Rozy McCormick knows that for her children to thrive, they must get wrecked. Here’s what she prays:
My prayers have changed so much through the years. I’ve gone from – “bless them Lord” to “surround them with a hedge of thorns.”
I don’t pray God keep them from pain, but that pain would always be used only as an instrument to drive them to God and never from Him.
I don’t pray that they wouldn’t know hardship but learn dependence from it.
I don’t pray for success that would allow their ego to grow bigger than their hearts. I pray for them to be managers of favor and success for God’s glory.
I don’t pray that their marriages and relationship would be fully satisfying but I do pray that no relationship would ever be as sweet as the one they have with God.
I do pray that no comfort on earth would make them apathetic.
I pray that they would never be comfortable with sin in their lives. I pray that they would suffer the thought of what an indulgent sin would cost their precious children and spouse.
I pray that their hearts would break when others suffer and they would be compelled to action on their behalf.
I pray that they would suffer God’s lost sheep as if it were their own child.
I don’t pray for bigger houses but for bigger hearts.
I don’t pray for bigger paychecks than their ability to steward.
I pray their character always be bigger than their gifts.
I pray that there is no duplicity in their lives and that if there is, God is his kindness would bring it to light, quickly.
I pray that they be good swimmers in the sea of God’s grace and not pity pit dwellers.
I pray for the ability to love them beyond my selfish need to see them comfortable and that I would lead a life they can follow without apology.
I pray that we leave them a legacy of prayer for the next generation.
May God’s wisdom chase you, his pleasure find you and power carry you and his love keep you.