Other than an occasional verse, I had never read as much from Lamentations as I did this morning.  It hurt my heart to read it.  It hurt to think of God’s disappointment and sadness for His children.  Starving for life and denying the true source.

Lord, forgive me for my first thought of the jackal.   I do not want to judge or feel all that is in my heart toward the father of my children.  To imagine how even jackals feed their young and know how he has starved my children of affection/love/support is heart-wrenching.   Please put your mighty hand on my children, Father God.  Help them know you better at this time of great loss.  Please seep deeper into my husband, too, Father God.  I know ***REDACTED****but you know EVERYTHING.  I beg whatever spiritual warfare is causing his or their separation to be put behind them.

Satan is not welcome in our home, our house and household belong to you and you alone.   I love you, Lord.  Thank you for breaking my heart this morning in a way which shows me more of you.   In Jesus name, I pray.