A good one from Visionary Womanhood,
I used to pray my kids would grow up to do great things for God. I grew up and didn’t do anything great for God, but maybe my role was to be the MOTHER of people who did great things for God. So I prayed for that.
What my kids do for God isn’t what burns in my belly anymore. What occupies my thoughts and populates my most fervent prayers is that my children would know, really know, how much they are loved and known by that God Who created them.
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