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One Shot at Life, One Shot at Parenting And Grace Covers It All

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One Shot at Life, One Shot at Parenting And Grace Covers It All

You get one shot at life.
One shot at parenting, if you’ve been given that sacred role.

And you will make mistakes.

You’ll screw up—royally.
And you’ll raise your voice.
You’ll miss the mark.
Honestly, you’ll parent from a place of trauma, confusion, exhaustion… and sometimes even joy.
You’ll try your best to do everything right—and still fall short.

Because we’re not perfect.
We were never meant to be.


You Don’t Have to Be a Perfect Parent

You just have to be present.
Also, you have to love well.
You have to know when to look your child in the eye and say, “I’m sorry. I was wrong.”

That matters more than any parenting book, behavior chart, or perfectly packed school lunch.

“Love covers a multitude of sins.”
— 1 Peter 4:8 (NIV)

Kids—young or grown—don’t need perfection. They need connection.
They need repair.
And they need to see what humility looks like in action.


Learn, Apologize, and Let It Go

The truth is—when we know better, we do better.
That’s what growth and redemption looks like.
Remember, that’s what being a cycle-breaker looks like.

Maybe this is what makes us better grandparents—we carry the wisdom of where we once went wrong. And now we walk into the next generation with a little more gentleness, a little more patience, and a lot more grace.

But here’s the thing:
Once you’ve apologized…
And once you’ve truly repented…
Once you’ve made the shift…

Let. It. Go.

Repeating the same apology over and over doesn’t serve your healing—or your child’s.
Whether they’re 5 or 45, they don’t need you stuck in shame.
They need you present, healthy, and honest.


A Gentle Challenge

📝 Try this: Think of a mistake that still haunts you. If you’ve already apologized, take a moment to release it in prayer. Let God remind you that you’re not defined by what you did—you’re defined by who He is.

“As far as the east is from the west, so far has He removed our transgressions from us.”
— Psalm 103:12 (NIV)

You only get one shot at this life.
So love big.
Repent quickly.
Show up faithfully.
And remember: grace was never about getting it all right—it’s about leaning on the One who already did.


💛 If you’re navigating the emotional weight of parenting, healing from your own childhood, or learning to reconnect with your kids—Circle of Hope Counseling Services is here for you.

We offer trauma-informed, faith-filled therapy for individuals, couples, and families.

📞 Reach out today to schedule your first session (KY residents only) or learn more: Circle of Hope Counseling Services.

You don’t have to walk this journey alone. Hope starts here.

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New Beginnings: The End of One Chapter, the Start of Another

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New beginnings.


They carry a quiet kind of hope—soft, steady, and full of promise. Today is the last day of June, and with it comes a shift. This is the final post I will write about our journey with Opsoclonus Myoclonus Syndrome (OMS). It’s not the end of the story, but it is the closing of a long and winding chapter—one that has shaped us in more ways than I can count.

Eight years ago, our lives were forever changed when my son was diagnosed with OMS. Everything I thought I knew about parenting, about faith, about strength—was redefined in those early days of chaos and uncertainty. We were thrown into a world of specialists, treatments, therapies, and questions with no easy answers. But through it all, one thing remained constant: God’s faithfulness.

There were moments I didn’t think I could keep going. Moments of fear so deep, it took my breath away. But my son—my precious warrior—kept fighting. And because he never gave up, neither did I.

Today, he is alive. That alone is a miracle and testimony to God’s mercy and power. He still has struggles, and we don’t know what his future holds. But we rest in this truth:

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a future and a hope.”
—Jeremiah 29:11

We cling to that promise. God has a plan for my son—a plan far greater than anything we could imagine. And so we move forward with hope.

I pray that as you’ve read these posts, you’ve learned something new—not just about OMS, but about compassion. If you ever see a parent struggling with a child’s behavior, please pause before judging. You never know the battles being fought behind tired eyes and brave smiles. Offer grace. Show kindness. Pray for them.

I also pray you’ve seen my heart through this journey. God’s goodness broke and rebuilt my heart. A heart that never stopped hoping—even when the world said there was none.

“Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for He who promised is faithful.”
—Hebrews 10:23

My son is more than a diagnosis. He is a living, breathing miracle. A warrior. And one day, I believe his test will become a powerful TESTimony—pointing others straight to Jesus.

This is not the end. It’s just the beginning of something new. A new chapter filled with purpose, promise, and hope.

To God be the glory. Always.

💛 If you’re navigating life’s hard places and need a safe space to heal, grow, or just breathe—Circle of Hope Counseling Services is here for you.

We offer trauma-informed, faith-filled therapy for individuals, couples, and families.

📞 Reach out today to schedule your first session (KY residents only) or learn more: Circle of Hope Counseling Services.

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Did You Even Know You Were Looking at a Miracle?

Did You Even Know You Were Looking at a Miracle?

“Did you even know that you were looking at a miracle?”

That question caught me completely off guard. It came from a gentleman sitting nearby in the waiting room of our chiropractor’s office, and it landed in my ears like a divine interruption. Amid my self-imposed chaos, his words cut straight to my heart.

I sat there stunned, mouth slightly open, tears streaming down my cheeks.

Not exactly how I had planned my Tuesday morning chiropractic visit.

But God.

Earlier that morning, I was knee-deep in what I call C.H.A.O.S.—Can’t Have Anyone Over Syndrome. I couldn’t even remember who was supposed to go to the chiropractor, so I just loaded up the whole crew. Some days are just like that. And Tuesday was definitely one of those days.

As we filtered into the office, we were immediately recognized. No introductions needed. H knows the ropes and has all the staff wrapped around his little finger. He did his usual “hello? excuse me? lady?” routine, and Whitney—who adores him—popped around the corner and scooped him up with a big smile.

Before taking him back for his “office work,” she asked if she could introduce him to the woman behind me—her mom. As always, H was syrupy sweet, charming her with his innocence and bright spirit.

Then came the man.

The office is small and shared with another doctor. Since my kids had already claimed one corner, I sat on the opposite side, next to an older couple—probably in their late 60s or early 70s. The man leaned around his wife, looked directly at me, and smiled. His eyes were kind, deep, and piercing.

He said, “Did you know that boy of yours is a walking miracle?”

I choked back tears and managed to whisper, “As a matter of fact, I do.”

He asked H’s name, and when I told him, he promised to begin praying for him right then and there.

What stunned me most was that he didn’t know a single thing about us—not H’s health, not our family story, nothing. He hadn’t even seen H walk. Whitney had carried him back before the man saw him do anything. I briefly shared a 30-second summary of H’s medical journey, and tears welled in the man’s eyes.

He looked at me and said, “Well, I thought he was a miracle before… now I know he is. God spoke to me about him. Did you know that God is still a miracle maker? He’s alive and well and surrounding us every day.”

“Yes,” I said, voice shaking, “I know that.”

And just like that, peace settled into the chaos. For a few minutes, we chatted. His words calmed the storm in my spirit. My soul exhaled.

As I stepped up to the front desk, H had spotted some food he couldn’t eat because of his gluten allergy. While I gently comforted him, I overheard the man talking to D. Without hesitation, he was sharing the Gospel. He asked D direct, honest questions about his faith, his walk with Jesus, and his relationship with God.

I didn’t interrupt. Honestly, I stood there, witnessing the Holy Spirit move through this complete stranger with power and gentleness.

I don’t know his name. I don’t know which doctor he came to see or where he’s from. But I know he was sent—for me, for us.

God knew I needed that moment to hush the noise of my worry. He knew my tired heart needed the reminder that H is a miracle. And He knew that someone would come to speak truth, light, and hope when I least expected it.

God is good. All the time. And all the time, God is good.

💛 If you’re navigating life’s hard places and need a safe space to heal, grow, or just breathe—Circle of Hope Counseling Services is here for you.

We offer trauma-informed, faith-filled therapy for individuals, couples, and families.

📞 Reach out today to schedule your first session (KY residents only) or learn more: Circle of Hope Counseling Services.

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Before the Shaking Began

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A Sweet Night at the Ball Field

On this day in 2017, Before the Shaking Began, I had been with my Lady, and I knew her family was coming into town. I wanted to give them time together, so I took all my kids to one of my son’s baseball games. It was a warm evening, the kind where summer storms tease the horizon but never quite make it to the field. The game was something everyone could enjoy, and I looked forward to the joy of watching my kids just be kids.

H hadn’t been to a baseball game since the previous summer. Now that he was a little older—he had turned three that February—I knew he’d enjoy it even more.

And oh, he did.

He absolutely charmed everyone around us. Then, he shamelessly ate their popcorn and nachos with zero hesitation. He cheered loudly, with unfiltered excitement. He was the comic relief for everyone near us, and he loved every single minute of it.

“A cheerful heart is good medicine…”
Proverbs 17:22a (NIV)

For that moment, everything was sweet and simple. That evening is forever etched in my memory as one of the last “normal” moments we had for a long time.


The Next Day: A Shift in the Air

The conversation from earlier that day—the kind you tuck away in the back of your mind—didn’t resurface until June 7. That was the day the world stopped turning for our family.

H was highly emotional that morning. He was doing things he shouldn’t have been doing, getting in trouble more than usual. His older brothers—sweet and patient—took him into their room to play Legos while I caught up on paperwork and phone calls.

I could hear H yelling at the boys, and I could also hear them giving in. Over and over again. I heard my oldest say, “Stop shaking. You’re not in trouble. Here, take the Lego… stop shaking.”

Stop shaking.

When H got excited or upset, he would sometimes shake his arms and legs. I assumed this was more of the same. I figured his brothers were tired of managing him and needed a break, so I called him back into the dining room.

He screamed the whole walk down the hallway. Honestly, he wanted to stay with the big boys. He cried, shook, and screamed some more. I put him in time out on the step. He continued crying—louder now—and shaking from head to toe.

I told him he needed to stop and that once he did, he could get up. Eventually, he stopped. He got up and went to play with his toys.


The Nap That Changed Everything

Lunchtime came and went. H went down for his usual nap. He had been napping since he moved in with us at 21 months old. That day was no different—he slept until about 4 p.m. My oldest son went to get him up, as he often did. He usually carried H downstairs and set him in my lap.

That moment was no different, either. H snuggled into me, and we talked about his dreams—he had dreamed about his pillow. I hugged him tight and said, “Okay, time to potty, buddy. Can you hand me your underwear?”

It was only about ten steps away.

I stood him up…

He wobbled and he stumbled.

And then… he fell.

He cried out, terrified. My heart dropped.

One of the boys quietly mentioned that the same thing had happened the day before—after a nap—but it quickly resolved, and no one thought to tell me. I brushed off the panic and told myself maybe his legs were just asleep. I snuggled him and rubbed his legs.

After a few minutes, I stood him up again.

He fell over. There was no moment where he could stand up. He couldn’t balance or walk.

“When I am afraid, I put my trust in You.”
Psalm 56:3 (ESV)


The First ER Visit – Misdiagnosis #1

I gathered our things and called Big Daddy: “You need to meet us at the ER. Something’s wrong. H can’t walk.” I also called my oldest sister—H’s grandmother—and asked her to meet us there.

On the 30-minute drive, H kept repeating: “My legs won’t stop shaking.”

It scared him.
It scared me.

At the hospital, they did a CT scan. It came back normal. They drew blood—without gloves, mind you—and began tossing around terrifying words like Muscular Dystrophy and Cerebral Palsy. Then they pivoted, decided maybe it was Strep, even though he tested negative. They gave us Amoxicillin and sent us home.

We left that hospital with a terrifying truth:
Our baby couldn’t walk.


Friends Who Move Mountains

On the drive home, I started making calls. I called a friend whose daughter had a rare illness and ended up paralyzed when she was little. She is a pit bull—and I love that about her. She pulled strings and got us in touch with a brilliant neurologist. I also called another friend who works in the neurology world. They both said the same thing:

“Get that baby to Vandy. Don’t wait. Don’t let the grass grow under your feet.”

And that’s exactly what we did.


To be continued…

“The Lord Himself goes before you and will be with you; He will never leave you nor forsake you.”
Deuteronomy 31:8 (NIV)

💛 If you’re navigating life’s hard places and need a safe space to heal, grow, or just breathe—Circle of Hope Counseling Services is here for you.

We offer trauma-informed, faith-filled therapy for individuals, couples, and families.

📞 Reach out today to schedule your first session (KY residents only) or learn more: Circle of Hope Counseling Services.

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When Your Child Is a Medical Zebra… or an Okapi

When Your Child Is a Medical Zebra… or an Okapi

When Your Child Is a Medical Zebra… or an Okapi

As I continue sharing our journey with Opsoclonus Myoclonus Syndrome (OMS), I wanted to highlight a valuable resource that may help bring clarity to those who have never heard of this rare condition—or can’t quite grasp how it manifests. Especially When Your Child Is a Medical Zebra… or an Okapi.

There is an excellent video from NORD (National Organization of Rare Disorders) that explains the symptoms of OMS in a simple, visual way. You can watch it here:
👉 NORD OMS Video

For those of you walking this road alongside a loved one, or just wanting to understand better, this is a great place to start. The visual presentation of opsoclonus (uncontrolled, rapid eye movements) and myoclonus (jerky muscle movements) can be difficult to explain—but this video does an incredible job.

But Here’s the Thing… My Son’s Case Wasn’t That Clear.

I wish our experience had looked as “textbook” as this video. But the truth is, my son is what the medical world affectionately calls a zebra—and, if I’m being honest, maybe even something rarer than that.

Let me explain.

In medicine, there’s a saying: “When you hear hoofbeats, think horses, not zebras.” It means doctors are taught to consider the most common explanation for symptoms before jumping to something rare or exotic. But for some patients—like my son—the common answer never fits. That’s when doctors begin to consider the “zebras”: rare diagnoses that don’t follow the usual rules.

And then, there’s my son.

He doesn’t just check the zebra box. Honestly, he confuses even the most seasoned specialists. He doesn’t follow the standard presentation or response patterns. His symptoms come and go unpredictably. His labs are often conflicting. Treatments sometimes work, sometimes don’t, and sometimes cause reactions no one can explain.

So, we’ve taken to calling him our medical okapi.

If you don’t know what an okapi is, that’s kind of the point. They’re one of the most unique, rare, and mysterious animals on the planet. Most people think they’re made up—until they see one. They look like a cross between a zebra and a giraffe, with their own unique quirks. They’re rare. They’re beautiful. And they don’t fit into any neat little category.

Just like my boy.

The Struggle With the Unknown

For families dealing with a rare condition like OMS, there’s already so much uncertainty. But when your child doesn’t even fit into the rare diagnosis they’ve been given, the confusion is multiplied.

Doctors are unsure. Therapies are trial and error. Even the support groups—so full of comfort and community—sometimes can’t offer guidance because your child’s experience is just so different.

And let me tell you… that’s isolating.

But it’s also where I’ve seen God show up the most.

In the absence of clarity, He gave peace.
>In the absence of answers, He gave direction.
>In the absence of a roadmap, He gave presence.

I’ve learned that not everything needs to be understood to be held by the Lord. We don’t need certainty to be carried.

A Visual That Helps Others Understand

That’s why resources like the NORD video matter. They open a door to understanding. They help make the invisible more visible—for family, friends, teachers, and even medical professionals. Even if our story doesn’t align exactly with what’s shown, it’s still a helpful tool to begin conversations.

Because awareness leads to empathy.
Empathy leads to support.
And support makes all the difference when you’re navigating the impossible.

So What Now?

As we continue sharing more about our journey this month, I’ll be diving deeper into how OMS reshaped not just our son’s life, but our whole family’s. I’m hoping to share from his perspective as well—what he remembers, what he felt, and how he sees things now. There are hard questions we’re starting to ask—and bravely beginning to answer.

This series is for awareness, yes—but it’s also for the ones who feel alone in this. The ones parenting their own little zebra… or okapi. The ones trusting God for each next breath, even when the path ahead feels dark and unfamiliar.

Thank you for being here. Thank you for caring.

Let’s keep learning together.

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💛 If you’re navigating life’s hard places and need a safe space to heal, grow, or just breathe—Circle of Hope Counseling Services is here for you.

We offer trauma-informed, faith-filled therapy for individuals, couples, and families.

📞 Reach out today to schedule your first session (KY residents only) or learn more: Circle of Hope Counseling Services.

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Understanding Opsoclonus Myoclonus Syndrome (OMS)

Understanding Opsoclonus Myoclonus Syndrome (OMS)

Understanding Opsoclonus Myoclonus Syndrome (OMS):

What It Is and Why It Matters

As part of this series on navigating life after a rare diagnosis, I wanted to take time to share more about what Opsoclonus Myoclonus Syndrome (OMS) actually is. It’s a disorder many have never heard of, yet for the families affected by it, it becomes the center of their world overnight.

Whether you’re here because you’re walking through this with your own child, supporting someone who is, or simply trying to understand more—thank you for leaning in.

What Is OMS?

Opsoclonus Myoclonus Syndrome (OMS) is a rare neurological disorder that most often affects young children, typically between 6 months and 3 years old. It is believed to be an autoimmune condition, where the immune system mistakenly attacks healthy cells in the nervous system, particularly in the brain.

OMS is often associated with either a recent viral illness or a neuroblastoma (a type of cancer found in the nerve tissue), although in rare cases, no clear cause is ever found.

Key Symptoms of OMS:

  • Opsoclonus: Rapid, uncontrolled eye movements in all directions (sometimes described as “dancing eyes”)

  • Myoclonus: Sudden, jerky muscle movements or spasms (also referred to as “dancing feet”)

  • Ataxia: Loss of balance and coordination, which can make walking or even sitting upright difficult

  • Irritability or behavioral changes: Mood swings, aggression, and sleep disturbances

  • Speech regression or delays: Children may lose words they previously had or stop speaking altogether

Symptoms often appear very suddenly and worsen quickly, leading to a medical emergency that requires urgent attention.

Diagnosis of OMS

Because OMS is so rare—affecting roughly 1 in 5 to 10 million children—it’s often misdiagnosed or misunderstood. There’s no single test to confirm OMS. Diagnosis is typically based on a combination of:

  • Clinical presentation of symptoms

  • MRI scans to rule out other neurological conditions

  • Urine and blood tests for tumor markers (especially if a neuroblastoma is suspected)

  • Sometimes, spinal taps or EEGs

Treatment Options

There is no cure for OMS, but early and aggressive treatment can dramatically improve outcomes. Common treatments include:

  • High-dose steroids (IV or oral)

  • IVIG (Intravenous Immunoglobulin)

  • Chemotherapy agents like Rituximab or Cyclophosphamide

  • Plasmapheresis (plasma exchange)

  • Physical, occupational, and speech therapy

Treatment typically requires a team of specialists, and relapses can happen—often triggered by illness, stress, or tapering medication. Long-term care is often needed.

What OMS Is Not

OMS is not:

  • A result of poor parenting

  • A behavioral disorder

  • A temporary condition that children just “grow out of”

  • Well understood by most general practitioners

Raising awareness is key because early diagnosis and treatment can prevent long-term neurological damage.

Faith in the Unseen

For families walking this road, the diagnosis of OMS can feel like being dropped into the middle of a storm with no map. The fear, the unknown, the way life changes in a single day—it’s all overwhelming.

But even here, in this space of confusion and questions, God is not absent. He is present in the waiting rooms, in the hospital corridors, in the shaky prayers whispered late at night. He is faithful through every test result, every unanswered question, every slow and painful recovery.

OMS may have changed the story—but it doesn’t get to define the ending.

Why This Matters

There is power in sharing knowledge. There is purpose in raising awareness. And there is hope in knowing that even in the most complex, heart-wrenching diagnoses—God still writes beautiful, redemptive stories.

This post is here so others don’t feel as alone as we once did. It’s for the parent Googling symptoms at 3 a.m., the friend wanting to, the family member unsure how to help. It’s for the ones standing in the gap and believing for healing.

Thank you for being here. Thank you for caring.

Coming Up in This Series:

  • Personal reflections on how the diagnosis reshaped our daily life

  • A post (hopefully!) in my son’s own words, sharing what he remembers

  • How faith carried us—and continues to carry us—through the unknown


Have questions about OMS or want to share your own story? Feel free to reach out or comment. This is a space of grace, education, and encouragement. You are not alone.

💛 If you’re navigating life’s hard places and need a safe space to heal, grow, or just breathe—Circle of Hope Counseling Services is here for you.

We offer trauma-informed, faith-filled therapy for individuals, couples, and families.

📞 Reach out today to schedule your first session (KY residents only) or learn more: Circle of Hope Counseling Services.

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Praying for Our Children

Take this month for your children. This month, we will be Praying for our Children. It is so needed in this day and age. Kids are bombarded by so much more than I did when I was a child. The closer we get to the Lord returning, the more trials they encounter.

Week 1

1 SALVATION

Lord, I pray that my children obtain salvation in Christ Jesus, with eternal glory.

2 Timothy 2:10

2 GOD’S GRACE

I pray that my children may grow in the grace and knowledge of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.

2 Peter 3:18

3 LOVE

Father, grant that my children would learn to live a life of love through the Spirit who lives in them.

Ephesians 5:2

4 INTEGRITY

Lord, may integrity and uprightness protect my children because their hope is in you.

Psalm 25:21

5 SELF-CONTROL

Father, help my children not be like many others but to be alert and self-controlled in all they do.

1 Thessalonians 5:6

6 LOVE FOR GOD’S WORD

Lord, may my children regard your Word as more precious than gold and sweeter than honey.

Psalm 19:10

7 JUSTICE

God, help my children to love justice as You do and act justly in all they do.

Psalm 11:7 & Micah 6:8

Week 2

8 MERCY

Oh Father, grant that my children would be full of mercy and compassion as you are Lord.

James 5:11

9 RESPECT

Lord, help my children to show proper respect to everyone, as Your Word commands.

1 Peter 2:17

10 SELF-ESTEEM

God, help my children develop strong self-esteem rooted in the realization that they are Your workmanship.

Ephesians 2:10

11 FAITHFULNESS

Let faithfulness never leave my children, but bind this virtue around their necks.

Proverbs 3:3

12 COURAGE

Lord, may my children always be strong and courageous in their character and their actions.

Deuteronomy 31:6

13 PURITY

Create in my children pure hearts, O God, and let that purity of heart be shown in their lives.

Psalm 51:10

14 KINDNESS

Father, I pray that my children will be kind to everyone else.

1 Thessalonians 5:15

Week 3

15 GENEROSITY

Lord, I pray my children would be rich in good deeds, generous, and willing to share.

1 Timothy 6:18

16 PEACE-LOVING

Father God, help my children make every effort to do what leads to peace.

Romans 14:19

17 JOY

Heavenly Father, grant that my children would be filled with the joy given by the Holy Spirit.

1 Thessalonians 1:6

18 PERSEVERANCE

Lord, teach my children to persevere in all they do and help them run the race set before them with perseverance.

Hebrews 12:1

19 HUMILITY

God, please cultivate my children’s ability to show true humility toward all.

Titus 3:2

20 COMPASSION

Holy Father, I pray that You would clothe my children with the virtue of compassion.

Colossians 3:12

21 RESPONSIBILITY

Lord grant my children to learn to be responsible, for each one should carry his load.

Galatians 6:5

Week 4

22 CONTENTMENT

Father, teach my children the secret of being content in every situation, through Him who gives them strength.

Philippians 4:12-13

23 FAITH

Lord, help my children fight the good fight of faith, taking hold of the eternal life they were called to.

1 Timothy 6:12

24 A SERVANT’S HEART

God, help my children develop servants’ hearts so they may serve wholeheartedly.

Ephesians 6:7

25 HOPE

God of hope, grant that my children may overflow with hope and hopefulness by the power of the Holy Spirit.

Romans 15:13

26 PATIENCE

God, strengthen my children with all power so they may have great endurance and patience.

Galatians 5:22

27 PASSION FOR THE LORD

Lord, I pray my children’s souls would pant for you as the deer pants for streams of water.

Psalm 42:1

28 WISDOM

Father, I pray my children would ask and that you would generously give wisdom to them as you promise.

James 1:5

29 PRAYERFULNESS

I ask that my children be committed to prayer and not faint, lose heart or give up.

Luke 18:1

30 GRATITUDE

Lord, help my children live lives overflowing with thankfulness, always giving thanks to You.

Ephesians 5:20

31 BOLDNESS

I pray that my children would fearlessly make known the mystery of the gospel of Christ Jesus.

Ephesians 6:19