Did you ever get to the point where you give God permission to allow anything in your adult child's life, if that is what is going to get them turned around?
I have. Permission granted, LORD.
That is a desperate place to be.
I close my eyes, as if an impact were coming, just like I did when I was a child riding my two-wheeler and heading straight for the telephone poll. BAM!
I'm waiting for the BAM!
I know that God has my child's best interest at Heart. He loves our children even more deeply and Truthfully than we possibly could. And He causes all things to work together for good for those who love Him. I love Him, so I know that whatever the BAM may be, God will cause it to work for good.
While waiting for the impact, I pray.
I don't want there to have to be an impact. I would love it to be a painless and effortless turn-around. One that is embraced.
...Permission is granted. Can anyone relate?
Because of Him and Unto Him,