Spirit of the Eagle

When it comes to things about my son, people tend to think that when I get a burden to pray for his safety or something like that, that I am just paranoid.

This morning, I happily dropped off my son at camp with a kiss and a prayer for his safety. It’s what I do every time he goes somewhere. Two days he has been in camp and I have done the same thing. Today… well today ended up being different. I did my usual kiss and a prayer thing, then went about my merry little way.

I decided to go do some shopping for me, so I headed off to the dollar store and Walmart without another thought. On my way back, I stopped off for gas. I have to drive past the Y to get home, but about 20 feet after I passed it I get this heaving burden to pray for SAFETY. All I can hear is the word repeated SAFETY and a picture of the bus *which I did NOT see this morning* in my head. I could barely drive home, the burden was so heavy. I had to get other people to pray with me for safety of the kids on the bus and the leaders, too. It wasn’t a specific OMG something about my kid prayer. It was about the bus full of people. The burden lasted a good half hour till whatever danger passed over them.

I have no doubt that they will return at 3:15 pm unscathed and happy, but you better believe that it’s due to the prayers of the righteous who stood in the gap and answered the call to pray this morning.