I’ve had a myriad of emotions over the last two weeks, and while tending to the needs and concerns of my three teenage sons I really hadn’t fully processed my own feelings.
It was during our noon day prayer that everything that I had been suppressing came flooding to the surface and I began to wail. I wailed in repentance for not fully comprehending the type of world I birthed my sons into on the day of their arrival. Yes, it was a cry of repentance and sorrow.
It was the sorrow of knowing that someone may look at them as a threat simply based on their beautiful brown skin and not see the kind, gentle souls that say “Please”, “Thank you”, “Yes, Sir” and “Yes, Ma’am”, that give me forehead kisses, makes me hot tea before I go to bed, holds the door for others and causes me to laugh like no one else. I wailed knowing that Jesus understood every moan and was able to interpret my cry.
I wailed because I had birthed them to be greater than a hashtag or political or social movement.
I wailed because I know they are meant for greater! See, when I was pregnant with them, I prayed special prayers over them as the Holy Spirit led for each of their callings. I birthed a worshipper, a bible teacher, and a preacher, and I’ve seen glimpses of their calling as if the Father is reminding me that He heard my prayers when they were in my womb.
Somehow, in the middle of my wail their spirits recognized their hurting mama and, the little babies that I once held, came and wrapped their muscular arms around me. They all held me at once and they began to pray for me. They prayed for my peace, reminded me of their purposes, and how not one time has God not kept them.
It was a moment I believe every parent hopes for. It was a moment where they knew who they were, who they belonged to and the anointing and purpose that rests on each of them. It was the moment the Holy Spirit had me stand down so they could rise up.
While this was an incredibly moving and powerful moment in our family, I am aware that our adversary, the devil, is going to be just that, a devil, and he’s going to fight against their purpose and my peace.
However, I’m confident of the promises of God that when the enemy comes in like a flood, The Spirit of Lord will raise up a standard against it (Isaiah 59:19)! I got a glimpse that they know how to stand sure in who they are in The Master, and that is the greatest gift I could have been given.
So, in the meantime I’m going to continue to pray for healing and revival in our land with the confidence that God has birthed them for such a time as this to reach a generation that is hungry and thirsty for Jesus!
They were birthed for this.