​About 10 years ago I went on a mission trip with my husband to Guatemala. The missionary was a very young windower with 5 children ranging in age from early 20's to about 6 years old.

One evening he was talking about his life before he started serving the Lord. Making selfish choices, putting his desires above the needs of his family, and not being in partnership with his wife, nearly robbed him of his joy and his promise.

He told me about his wife who would pray for him daily as she ironed his clothes.  She would approach the throne of heaven of behalf of her husband who was busy seeking other things. She prayed that as the clothes would protect him from the elements that the Lord would protect him from people and places that would do him harm. The Lord would be his protection. She even prayed that he would be uncomfortable in his clothes should he find himself in a situation that was not honoring to the Lord.

Her prayers were answered. One night he was somewhere he didn't need to be and felt the prompting of the spirit so forcefully, it was undeniable. He went home and his life was spared. Had he been where he planned,  he most likely would have been killed that night.

He turned his life around.

This woman who faithfully ironed and cared for her husband for years found herself with a new man living in her house. Her devotion to seeking the will of her Father saved her family.

Today as I ironed the dress shirt that a man who has become like a son would wear at his wedding, I remembered this story and prayed. Prayed that when he stands, he is grounded. When he enters into this covenant, it would be blessed and sacred. That he would know that he will always have people who will take care of his needs, even something as trivial as an ironed shirt. That he is a son,  deeply loved, chosen and adopted. Again and again as an example of the love of God.

I prayed that as he begins his new family that he would lead and love as Christ. That he would bless others around him as he has been blessed.