I was feeling particularly low one day. You know how it goes, one thing after another, day just going completely down hill. I had to text Ryan to get some information and as we communicated back and forth, I mentioned that I was not having a good day. I was texting him while I was on my lunch hour sitting in my car.
I came back to my desk and my cell phone rang showing Ryan’s info. I figured he was calling to clarify our exchange, however, I was wrong. He stated he was stepping out of class at that moment to pray for me. Mind you, I was already on the edge and this gesture just about took me out! My son told me to bow my head and he proceeded to pray the sweetest prayer. I sat at my desk with tears streaming down my face as I listened to him interceding on my behalf.
When he was done, he instructed me to have a good afternoon and informed me that he wanted to pray for me because he too had recently had a crazy day and after he prayed things began to look up. I was struck by the fact that in the scheme of things, the things that had gone on that day were not astronomical at all and his prayer helped me to put things in perspective and instead praise God about the fact that I had a son that took the time to step out of his world to pray for and with his mom. Yet another confirmation that he is in the right place and that we did a pretty decent job raising him.
The rest of the day presented with other challenges that were resolved in divine order allowing me to remain focused on the fact that God orchestrates all things at all times to include prompting a child to reach out to a parent unsolicited. He knows what we need before we do and I am thankful that he used my son to reach me that day.