A Prayer Dear Heavenly Father, You are the one who assures us that our faith is not in vain. You are the eternal, unchanging, sovereign God—the one who set the stars in place and still sees the smallest ache of the human heart. You are not distant. You are not made of stone or imagination. You are the living God, and yet, in my fragile humanity, I confess that I sometimes forget.

For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.

“When I think back on what happened that day, my spirit bid me send the young man away and out of my home. But the damage was done. Evil was at work to hurt me. But God intervened and sent two angels ...