A Prayer for the Rosh Hashanah Mama

 How sweet are your words to my taste,

sweeter than honey to my mouth. 

Psalm 119:103

Dear Lord, 

I pray for the mama who was new at school today. She doesn't know many people here, and her children are new in these hallways. I pray you would bring her heart peace. I pray you would awe her with your provision for her children. She is not failing her children by bringing them in town. She is, and will always, be their teacher. Help her to know it's okay to let them stretch their wings and fly. The soaring hawk reminds us, we see our world clearly, when we rise above the misguided judgements of others. Heal her heart, where words have splintered, and broken off in her soul. Heal the lies that have been spoken over her, "that there is only one way that is right, and that is to school at home." You alone, Oh Lord, are the true and right way.  Amen.

Dear Mama, 

Don't listen to the voices telling you, that you must do it all. You cannot do it all. No one can do it all. Hear me? It's okay to ask for help and it's okay to let your children begin something new without you this year.

You are their mama and their teacher, and you always will be. No one can take that from you. No matter how much they huff and puff, they will not blow your house down. Mama, God has got your back, and it's going to be a good year. Some days will be harder than others, but God can handle every single day and moment your children and you will face. Never forget, all things work together for good to those that love the Lord.

Mama, make something sweet this year with your kids. Don't let the bitter words of others, harden your heart. Let your kids do what they can do. Teach them to depend on God in their classrooms. Talk and pray, and teach them grit, determination, and perseverance. Then choose to trust that this new year will be as sweet as honey in your mouth and home. Amen.