Power of Prayer: Never Underestimate It

My son came home yesterday and greeted me with a few of the most terrifying words a mom never wants to hear. “I almost got killed at the El Dorado intersection in McKinney this morning.” Then he gave me a hug and walked on past.

“What?” I followed him down the hall, my heart racing ahead of me, already up the stairway and in the next room. Didn’t matter the incident was hours old and my tardy visceral response did nothing but hike my blood pressure.

Kyle turned and proceeded to tell me he’d been waiting to turn left, completely missed the guy going straight—you know the guy with the Right of Way?—and had to swerve, hit the curb, and almost pop his tire to avoid the accident.

After I leashed my heart back inside my chest for optimal performance, I sagged against the stairs. My first thought? The prayer I murmured over him this morning before he walked out the door.

The same prayer I played on repeat day after day since he slid into that car alone, leaving me whimpering on the curb while his taillights disappeared down the street.

Thank you, Lord, for hearing me when I pray!

“Hear my prayer, O God; listen to the words of my mouth” (Psalm 54:2 NIV).

“But I cry to you for help, LORD; in the morning my prayer comes before you” (Psalm 88:13).

6 Comments

  1. To this day, I pray for my kids while they’re driving. My oldest, who is 26, has a 3 yr old, so there are double prayers there. My 24 year old travels cross country all the time. She loves to drive, but I bite my nails until I hear from her that she’s okay. I pray when I hear sirens near my house that my 20 year old son is safe. My 16 year old is anxious to drive, but hasn’t taken the leap to get his learner’s permit. I know I’ll have prayers floating up in the sky for him too when the time comes. I can’t imagine losing one of my children. It is out of my mental capacity. My heart and prayers go out to those who get the call their child is gone. Prayer is powerful, but when the Lord calls, you just have to pray to keep you strong. Hopefully, the Lord will call me first and my kids will live long lives. Great post.

    • Lori Freeland |

      I pray as I pass accidents. My heart just goes out to those people. It’s so scary how fast things can happen.

  2. To this day, I pray for my kids while they’re driving. My oldest, who is 26, has a 3 yr old, so there are double prayers there. My 24 year old travels cross country all the time. She loves to drive, but I bite my nails until I hear from her that she’s okay. I pray when I hear sirens near my house that my 20 year old son is safe. My 16 year old is anxious to drive, but hasn’t taken the leap to get his learner’s permit. I know I’ll have prayers floating up in the sky for him too when the time comes. I can’t imagine losing one of my children. It is out of my mental capacity. My heart and prayers go out to those who get the call their child is gone. Prayer is powerful, but when the Lord calls, you just have to pray to keep you strong. Hopefully, the Lord will call me first and my kids will live long lives. Great post.

  3. I completely understand. I’m so glad he’s okay. Life can definitely change in an instant!

  4. And, then there’s the power of the gratitude prayer.

    Right before you ask Kyle, “WHAT were you THINKing????”
    Correction. “WERE you thinking????”

    I am so glad everything is fine. When we’re stuck in traffic b/c of an accident and John gets impatient (putting it mildly), I remind him that we are blessed it’s not us in the accident.

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