God has blessed my life by surrounding me with women who pray for me. It really is a powerful thing, as I've mentioned before. Any of them, I know, I could call in a moment and I have! My Mom, stepmom Pam, sister, and friends like the beautiful one above holding our Chase are some of the praying women in my life that I am so thankful for. Thankful, thankful, thankful.
So many times in this culture, women get a reputation for other things, not so noble as prayer. Gossiping, immorality, immodesty, being superficial, petty, lazy. These are the things I want far from me, far from taking residence in my family.
My daughters and I sit and talk, talk while we wash dishes, do lessons, live life. What is character? What is morality? What is modesty? What truly makes a woman beautiful?
I love the character our eight year old is exhibiting, unprompted. (Mama's are allowed to brag a bit, right?) I love her heart of compassion, that she wants to comfort and pray for people, when she asks to give her things to friends who have less, when she picks up a task without being asked...
We want to raise our daughters to be "salt and light" in their culture. Lights don't shine if they are just as dim as what surrounds them.
Someday my daughters will join this circle of praying women, supporting each other practically and in prayer, through all the seasons of life. I look forward to the day of getting a phone call asking, "Mom, will you pray?"