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I
have been praying for my daughter for the past
almost six years, and in God's time he answered
my prayers.
 My
daughter is addicted to crack cocaine, and I
have been trying to get her off the street due
to the fact that she is continuously beaten
and living a life in danger at all times.
Then
on this particular day I received a phone call
from the hospital saying that my daughter asked
them to call me to pick her up. So I did, and
when we arrived at my home, I made a phone call
to a lady at the chancery clerk's office to
ask if they could pick her up, that I now had
her in my possession again.
Prior
to this day, she had gotten away from us, and
it was now two weeks later that the Lord placed
her in my hands again.
The
lady at the chancery clerk's office told me
to keep a hold of my daughter and she would
have someone come to pick her up the next morning.
After
speaking with her I asked my daughter if was
she ready to get the help that she so badly
needed, and she said yes, but that she was not
willing to go out of her way to get that help.
And that's when I began to pray that Mother's
Prayer. I asked the Lord to touch the hearts
of those in charge of committing those who needed
help into a rehab hospital, that they would
see it was better to commit my daughter than
to release her to the streets again.
When
they picked her up in the morning, she was so
sure the judge would let her go, she asked me
to follow them downtown so she would have a
ride back home. I told her I would be there
later for her hearing.
When
I arrived there for the hearing, I saw the hands
of God moving in that place. A guard that knew
me was so glad to see me, and asked me why I
was there, and I told her. I asked if she that
if she had any pull with the judge, would she
help. Just then the lady that wrote out the
report for my daughter walked up, and the guard
told her that my daughter needed to taken off
the streets before she ended up dead. Then the
judge walked by and the lady told him that we
had been talking about a girl who was going
to appear before him later, and that she needed
to be taken off the streets. The judge replied
"Okay, we'll see."
I
continued to pray, asking the Lord to let them
keep her!
When
I was called in to tell what my daughter had
been doing and how she was living, the judge
said to her that he agreed with me. That she
really did need help in a serious way. He then
ordered her to be held until they had a bed
in the hospital for her.
Once
he said that, I felt a burden lifted from my
shoulders, and I walked out of the room crying
aloud, "Thank you, Jesus, for what you
have just done for me for my child." I
can now rest at night not in fear when my phone
rings late at night. All praises be to God for
hearing and answering my Mother's Prayer.
Virgie B.W. Jackson, Mississippi
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