Because my heart over flows with love and throat closes up, I am calling out. I am calling out to my Jesus and to all of you. The words, they just hurt so much. We often take them far too lightly.
If you follow my blog, you have seen this picture of my Ashley….the most precious thing to me. She has had some really low lows in her life. Most of them typical life lessons, some of them very personal life lessons. Some of them self-inflicted, some of them not. Some of them with emotional scars, some of them with physical scars.
When Ashley was born, doctors could not explain how she survived my pregnancy. My placenta was severely malnourished, my umbilical chord was paper thin, and it was wrapped around her neck. With my very first contraction her heart rate plummeted. In a matter of literally minutes I was prepped and wheeled into surgery. When she was delivered, she was covered in stool. This was an indication that she was in distress. That alone could have suffocated her. She was a healthy 6# 2oz, 21″long baby. Her only challenge within the first week was jaundice. I remember hearing the surgeon say “I don’t know how she survived this pregnancy”. And I remember thinking to myself, I do! I know why!
Or I should say I know how, the why is in the works. I can’t wait to see what it is…..just what the Lord has in store for this amazing young lady.
I am asking you to pray with me. Not just for Ashley, but for all the teens that hurt. For all the teens that think they are alone. For the ones that feel as if no one understands. Pray with me
You created us in your image, all of us! You never intended for any of us to feel alone.
Father I pray in Jesus name that you would put people in the lives of hurting teens. People that they will listen to, and who will lift them up. Help this generation of young people to see that they are so very valued. Whatever it takes Lord, for each individual heart, you know what they need. Lead them into arms that will love them. Most of all Lord, lead them to people that will help them find you. And father because she is my child, and you have allowed me the privilege of raising her to love you and trust you, please Jesus, touch Ashley right where she is. Give her peace and wisdom. Help her make you a priority.
In Jesus precious name,