Last night, I was laying in bed in the dark, just pondering three ladies in particular. I won't be mentioning names, but all three were part of my motivation to pray. It began with just a simple prayer and them stemmed into a deep cry to God for them. As I laid there with tears streaming down my eyes, all I could do was pray for God's will in their lives. Two ladies in particular were prayers of mercy. One was the prayer of God's will.
The first lady. She is younger than me by 10 years. She's a bright girl really but hasn't always made the brightest decisions in life. She was born the youngest of her brothers and sisters and probably felt like she was brought up lonely or as an only child practically. She was brought up in the faith but never truly stuck to it. She's like a wave that goes back and forth on the shore. She didn't grow up poor. If anything she grew up pretty much middle class average and didn't see much struggle. She knows about the Lord, yet still chooses the low road. She tends to live in the grey areas. Never really pushing herself to stand up for what she knows is the truth. I cried out for mercy and also prayed that