Lord,
Tonight I’m praying for patience. I pray that Ireland learns to be patient and understand that my first response is MY response. I pray she can learn to accept that no means no and to not incessantly whine afterwards.
I pray that Saylor has patience with me. I pray she can keep her innocence and know that no matter what happens, I'm here for her. I pray she doesn’t ever question whether or not I love her when I make her cry.
And mostly tonight, Lord, I’m praying for patience for my self as well. Today was a day of yelling because it was also a day of the girls ignoring me. I pray that when they look back on their childhood, today isn’t a day that makes the radar.
In Your Son’s Name,
Amen
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