Prayer Warrior

Losing has always been painful for me.My first loss was my Dad when I was 5.I'm still dealing with that one 55 years after the fact.As we get older we become experienced losers.People we love,ideals dreams,our youth our work and some things or causes we have given our life to.After I finished running this morning I sat down in the basement and read one of Jolene's prayer journals.The year was 2007.Pretty much our whole time in foster care-13 years she had kept a prayer journal.She consistently and faithfully prayed for all the kids and family and things she needed in her life.While reading I felt such a profound since of loss for all of us.We all lost a faithful prayer warrior ,primarily because of my thoughtless actions.The only person that ever prayed so fervently for me was Jolene.All the children that have been in our life were probably like I was ,oblivious to the value of someone each day lifting you up to the One who makes everything so. Don't get me wrong prayers are still being sent up for all we love .All the kids are grown and prayers sent up long ago have been mostly answered but many prayers will be on going- for safety,peace ,love, purpose and ,forgiveness.Maybe the best thing we gave them was a model of how a family could be and that the one constant in this old world is God's love for each of us.He gives us angels to help us get through it all  took me a while to recognize mine.