Isaiah tells us the God has posted watchmen on our walls who will pray continually day and night without taking any rest.
God had her posted on my wall and she prayed for me night and day, year after year.
She didn’t have to tell me she prayed – I knew.
I always believed that being posted on my wall meant that she was closer to God. She had a more direct line because she had a very personal relationship with him. She was up there, nearer to the heavens, asking for his blessings on my life at times when I felt very far away from him. He never left me – it was me who wandered away. But my mother kept me close to him in her prayers. Looking back, I can see her prayer-print all over my life.
And I know her prayers are still be answered today. They are living beyond her physical life here.
Her legacy continues.
Thank you, dear Father, for a faithful mother who prayed and will forever be a watchman upon my wall.