I found myself with a lot of free time this evening which never happens, and I've been trying to spend what little free time I have lately in prayer for Charm City and Metro Kidz, tonight I found myself literally in tears, my heart broke for my kids. Last night as a couple of the kids were leaving we were chatting and one of them said, "Miss Colleen something don't feel right," I kind of laughed it off, and was like what you're silly what are you talking about...then he said to me, "No Ms. Colleen I'm for real something just don't feel right." It dawned on me in that moment that this is a normal way of thinking for my kids. That most of the time, things don't feel right, things aren't right, but they don't really know any different.
Tonight as I found myself before God, I just begged for protection for their lives, their hearts and their minds. I begged for them to find hope...I begged for them to find reason to keep going to keep pushing on, to deliver themselves from the chaos most of them call home. I prayed for "A" one of our teen girls whose currently locked up, I prayed for Fatman, one of my favorite kids who lost a family member so street violence this past weekend, I prayed for "AN" a boy who used to be a regular who's now pushing pills on the street, I prayed for the teen boys who are hustling drugs right outside the church. I just feel so burdened for these kids tonight.
I hope you'll join me in my prayers for them.