My prayer life ebbs and flows. What about yours? Some days my prayer life is so rich and other days it is lacking simply because I find my self agitated on the inside. Not angry or irritated, but agitated. It feels like a washing machine stirring the laundry. It’s that kind of feeling like I need to be moving all the time or when my brain feels like static. The only way to describe it, is that it resembles the signal on the TV when a channel won’t come in and it has that snowy affect and sound on the screen. These feelings are indicators that something is amiss. Something in my heart or something in the world around me is amiss. It is a warning, that shouts in a still small voice, “Wendy you need to be still and know that I am God and tell me what is going on“. At that moment I just begin to tell God what I am feeling.
At times, this agitated feeling begins concerning one of my children. 
I begin to become aware of Satan’s strategy to steal, kill, and destroy. In moments like this I know that my battle is not against flesh and blood, but against powers and principalities. As a result, I feel like I am carrying a sword and swinging it wildly at an enemy I cannot see. But the Spirit within me is on alert. So I do what I do most everyday. I pray the armor of God for my children. I tell the Lord, this is an enemy I cannot see, yet you see exactly what he is doing so please fight for me on behalf of my children. Swing my sword by guiding me to scriptures I can proclaim on behalf of my children. I realize I cannot see my children when they are away from me, but God you see. Even when I feel like I am fighting in the dark or fighting blind the darkness shines as bright as day to God. Therefore, since God sees in the dark (without night goggles), He fights the battle for me and calms my Spirit with the truths that He reveals in His word.
Dear God, put the helmet of salvation on my children so their minds are focused on things above and not earthly things. May they be steadfast in the hope that you are coming again to escort them into glory. Jesus, may my children put on the breastplate of righteousness. May they know their full identity in Christ and may they live in the freedom found in the righteous clothing of Christ Himself. May they carry the shield of faith that is characterized by faith that has an unshakeable understanding of the truth. This understanding immediately extinguishes any flaming arrows shot by the enemy. May they gird their loins in truth. May all that they do operate around truth. May they shod their feet in the preparation of the Gospel of peace and may they wield the sword of the Spirit as one who has been diligently trained in battle.
We dress our children from the moment they are born. Just because they grow up and are physically able to dress themselves does not mean that we stop dressing them spiritually. Teenager or not, lets get these kids dressed everyday!
STAY ALERT BE PERSISTENT IN YOUR PRAYERS 
Wendy