Charlotte just asked for prayer for her daughter’s neighbor. Her 16 year old son ran away from home and hasn’t been in contact with them. This prayer request brought back all those memories from when Michael turned from us when he was 16. Those were hard years.
So hard, that when my Grandma called to tell me that she will probably never speak with me again in this world because she was having brain surgery the next day and the doctor said it would affect her speech. All I could think of was to ask her to pray for Michael. Instead of comforting her, my mind was just on my son. I know she prayed. I know God heard her prayer.
My son is home. My son has a wife and two beautiful spirited boys. His family brings us so much joy.
I know God answers prayer.
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