Next, it was my daughter that I carried in my womb. Again, the same rubs, prayers, tears, and pleading with our God for her protection.
Years later our youngest boys came along through adoption. I pray the same prayer and pleading for them. Sometimes I go into their room when they are sleeping and pray over them for protection.
This has been my specific constant prayer for protection:
God, please protect them from all harm and evil. God, please protect them from themselves, the flesh, that is prone to wander towards harm and evil.
Surely he will save you
from the fowler's snare
and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with his feathers,
and under his wings you will find
refuge;
his faithfulness will be your shield
and rampart.
You will not fear the terror of night,
nor the arrow that flies by day,
nor the pestilence that stalks in the
darkness,
nor the plague that destroys at
midday.

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