Prayers for the Battlefield by Heidi St. John

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Are any of the rest of you desperate for good words to pray over your children? Parenting is one of the hardest things I have ever done. From conception to training to loving through pain. Often, I find myself unable to even formulate a decent thought because I am overstimulated. Can you empathize? As I read through these pages, I found myself breathing more deeply than normal. These are the words in my heart that I was too tired to speak. I keep reading them repeatedly. Perhaps you are weary from the battlefield and need some backup artillery. This is it. These are prayers for your arrows to fly true.

Prayers for the Battlefield: Staying Momstrong in the Fight for Your Family and FaithPrayers for the Battlefield: Staying Momstrong in the Fight for Your Family and Faith by Heidi St. John
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
This is a book that you keep out to read over and over. There are thirty-one topics and prayers in this book and in each one I was moved to pray for myself or someone else. The words resonate. As I would read through the warfare prayers, I would think that this is exactly the words my heart needed to pray. These are the words I’ve been looking for. This is a must read for every warrior mom in the fight for her family. It’s easy to get caught up in the chaos and forget to pray or not be able to formulate your needs. This will minister to your heart so that you can speak to God about your family. 

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