Fear.

My little Ramsay. Oh how I long for the day that we can look back on these times and talk about them in a little more depth. If only you could see what I see. Lately you have been battling fear like never before. I do not know where it has come from, but I do know that you are more than a conqueror. You have faith to move mountains, son! I pray over you daily, as I always have, but lately I feel that my prayers of full of desperation. These prayers come from a place so deep in my spirit I did not even know it was there.  It causes my heart misery to see you struggle with something internal, something that I cannot really fix. So all I know to do is to pray for you. The Bible tells us that God does not give us a spirit of fear, but of power, love, and a sound mind. I pray this scripture over you at least once an hour. I even wake up in the night sometimes praying for you. I want you to know that I do not only pray with you, but that I also pray for you. I am writing you all of this now so that you will always know how much you are loved. I want you to know that when you hurt, I hurt with you. I also want you to know that you have been bathed in prayer since before you were even born. I believe that this fear has to leave in the name of Jesus. Your Grandma Sue has bathed me in prayer since before I was born, and there is no doubt in my mind that her prayers are why I am here today. As you get older and your struggles become more personal, I hope you will come to me so we can talk. I love when you ask to spend time with me, and we sit out on the patio and count stars. I love to hear what is on your heart. As I wrap up this entry, if you were to ever read this, know that I love you more than life Ramsay. Know that you are more than a conqueror. Know that God designed you to be the way you are! God does not make mistakes. You are a wonderful little boy. I treasure being your Mommy.