During this time, The Lord struck me with a thought. I am sitting here (I am 6'3 by the way) in the middle of the floor playing with baby toys with my almost 1 year old son and The Lord hits me with this thought. He probes my brain and says, "Derek, pray for him." Now, don't get crazy on me. I pray for my children. This was different.
With all the turmoil in our culture today I must pray. Wars, financial crisis, definition of marriage, spiritual warfare, and a myriad of other things are what my son will face in the near future. Sadly, the current way in which he sees the world will become dramatically different.
The biblical norms are constantly being attacked by unbelievers and false teachers alike. All of these things force me to take a deep breath and say, "God, I want YOUR best for my sons. Help them (and any other future children I have) to love YOU with all they've got and to love OTHERS like they love themselves."
I must pray. I must pray. I must pray.
