When evening falls and night begins

I feel your robes caress my skin.

I know you are near to hear my cry

For all you've chosen that must die.

Dieing to self and living for you

Is the only thing that they must do.

A few weeks ago I ran into an old friend that told me about her son who she was worried about. Seems he was into alcohol and drugs. She said she prayed for him and nothing seemed to happen.I asked her if she had died to herself and fasted for his soul. She said she didn't know what I meant by dieing to herself. I explained it and she just looked at me in wonder. I told her everything I could think of in the brief time we had before she went on her way. I explained that The Lord loved her son more than she. I told her it was no coincidence that I was there that day. Our paths crossed for that very reason, love for a son.

I have three of the most incredible sons myself and know something about praying for them, which , in all honesty, was a privilege. My sons taught me humility above everything. They brought me to my knees, which may not have been the case if they weren't who they were. This is not to say they were bad little ones, just I saw the error of the ways of the world and wanted to save them from harm. This gravity of the reality He gave me, came crashing into my thought world and soul.

Moms and dads have an awesome task to perform. Raising little ones in this day and age is difficult. But only done right when that mom or dad knows Christ for them self. They must be the one at the helm, guiding and protecting them from the powers of hell, that wish to consume them.

So often, I see and here some say they want to be a friend and not be the one who disciplines them. They don't want to be that person the child sees as being in control. HOW RIDICULOUS! The parent is to be in control AT ALL TIMES! BUT, always loving, yet firm. It is an art! LOLOLO!

I do think it comes natural to the one who LOVES CHRIST! For in loving Him, you love your little ones.