Mama,
My home no longer felt like a place of rest; from the outside, everything looked normal. We smiled when people asked how we were doing. We attended family gatherings & carried on with our routines.
Behind closed doors, there was tension. Misunderstandings seemed to happen more often. Conversations turned into arguments. Small disagreements became larger than they needed to be. It felt as though everyone was carrying something heavy, yet no one knew how to talk about it.
I tried to mediate conversations and find solutions, but no matter how hard I worked, I couldn’t create peace on my own.
Last week, tension was out of the norm. My mom was nagging my dad, and he seemed satisfied as he engaged her in laying curses on her, sitting at the edge of my bed, exhausted and discouraged. I kept replaying conversations, wondering what I could have done differently.
That night, instead of trying to figure everything out, I joined the TTO Night Prayer & I prayed. Lord, I don’t know how to fix this, but You do. For the first time in a long while, I felt the burden lift from my shoulders after the prayer meeting. I had been carrying responsibilities that belonged to God, trying to control hearts that only He could change.
The following morning, I got your email from one of your letters about surrendering our worries to God. You wrote about prayer not always changing circumstances immediately, but always changing the person who prays. As the weeks passed, prayer became a daily habit rather than a last resort.
Looking back, I can see that God was doing more than restoring harmony in my family. He was teaching me to depend on Him.
Thank you, PT for the night prayers everyday; sometimes I asked how you do it without failing, always showing up and the gentle letters you continue to share. During a season when my family desperately needed peace, God used your words & prayer to remind me where true peace is found.
And because of that, I kept praying.
With gratitude,
A Reader Who Found Peace Through Prayer 🤍