Not too long after my step-son
graduated from high school, their
mom became very sick. That’s her
private journey but it was a dire
situation. I kept praying. Thankfully,
she is doing well.
Then it became the season where
the children became adults and his
daughter was set to marry. I knew
this would be the first time all of us—
him, her, their kids, our kids, their
sister, her husband, and the
extended family he once knew as inlaws would reunite.
He was nervous. How would they
treat him? Me? Us? Our kids? He
came right out and asked for prayer.
And this time, I started proclaiming.
All those years I sowed a lot of
prayer, and I sensed it was time to
proclaim a harvest. I thanked God for
the favor I believed He’d give all of
us. I praised Him for peace and
kindness, believing in my heart every
single thing would come to pass.
When we arrived at the church, the
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