My son, Ryan, came over last night for a visit and had supper with us.
During our conversation, he started to talked about his struggles and how life has been unfair. As I sat there listening, I saw the pain in his eyes and the anger that's invaded his heart.
He was raised knowing God and received Christ into his life at the age of 19 but has since, chosen to live his way. He is broken. I fear his heart is slowly turning to stone.
My son needs...God. I know we all have busy lives but if God places his name on your heart...would you send up a prayer?