Power Of Prayer

I was becoming very concerned about the company my daughter was keeping last summer. I had hoped that she would get a job. All she cared about was hanging out with that family. Therefore I began to pray. My grandfather was a minister and I was taught to put give your troubles to the Lord. I would pray everyday to the Lord to keep my daughter from harm. I would also pray for that family to move away. Sure enough, my prayer was to be answered. I came home from work one day in early August and my daughter was upset because that family was being evicted for not paying their rent. I was so relieved and grateful to the Lord. I talked to my daughter about this new event, how it was for the best but she did not want to hear what I had to say. All she could think about was that she was losing the love of her life. I still tried to talk some sense into her but all my talk was falling on deaf ears. So once again I had to place my troubles into the Lords hands. Our lives were changing, not necessarily for the better. My daughter should have been focusing on her up coming school year and her future. Instead she was obsessed about a boy who was trapped in a unhealthy family life. I could see that I had a whole lot of praying to do.