A year has come and gone since that night, but the memories will always be with me. Unlike the omniscient God, I do not know what lies ahead for this little one, but I do know we will never require of him what God asked if Hus own Sin—to be sent to a world who did not receive Him, to live a life of ridicule and rejection, and to suffer and die so that this little one could spend eternity with Him.
If you are a parent or a grandparent, God has entrusted you with a wonderful opportunity to pray for a small child. It is an awesome responsibility and by far the most rewarding you will ever do. I have found three scriptures that will help you build a firm foundation as you take the steps towards molding these precious gifts God has given you. The first is taken from Proverbs 22:6 (NKJV), “Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it.” The second is found in the book of Ephesians 6:4 (NKJV), “Father’s, do not provoke your children to wrath, but bring them up in the admonition of the Lord.” And the third is in Proverbs 29:15 (NKJV), “The rod and rebuke give wisdom, but a child left to himself brings shame to his mother,”
I want to take a minute to pray with you that God will give you the understanding of His Word as a guide to help you with this responsibility. “Father God, show these parents and grandparents how to nurture and care for the children You have entrusted in their care. Turn their heart to their children and turn the children’s hearts towards their parents that their home might be a place of peace and rest, a place, Lord God, where Your presence is welcome. In the precious name of Your Son, Jesus, I pray. Amen.”
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