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Children, Pray for your Parents

Uber-blogger Tim Challies recently posted a very helpful piece on teaching our children to pray. Please check it out and note the helpful resources he provides.

Last week I posted brief thoughts on how we can encourage children to pray for their parents.




  • Ask them to pray that you would be wise and gracious in raising them. 
  • Ask them to pray that you would have a spirit of humility when raising and loving them. 
  • Ask them to pray that you would be quick to confess and quick to seek forgiveness when you sin against them. 
  • Ask them to pray that your discipline of them would not be primarily punitive, but a gracious and restorative corrective. 
  • Ask them to pray that you would model repentance for them. 
  • Ask them to pray that you would not forget that you are one of God's means of sanctification in their lives, so you want to encourage their obedience with the aim of growing Christlikeness in them.
I hope this is a complimenting post to what Tim has offered.
I do know I wish I had done this with my children when they were younger.

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