Power of Prayer
My relationship with my son during college became “friends.” I would send him funny cards almost daily, and visit at least once a year. I learned quickly to avoid topics related to “religion.” My son looked for any opportunity to flex his debate skills, and I was not equipped to deal with his hard, intellectually based positions. So, again, I just loved him and prayed for him. I was happy with the peer group he found at college. A self-described “work hard – play hard” set of about 10 guys, most of which were from large, stable, East Coast Catholic homes. Indirectly, it was a great influence on my son. Wouldn’t you know it; I began dating a Catholic during this period, and attended Catholic Church for about a year during our courtship.
My son returned to California for law school. It was nice to have him closer, but it was a difficult three years. He had his first real relationship, and she was “all wrong” for him. He really got beat up emotionally. Physically, he was also challenged during this period, when he was diagnosed with a malignant melanoma on his back. He was very independent during this period, and didn’t even tell me about his cancer until weeks later. He was almost acting as a “martyr” in ways. He was too thin, and I was concerned.
So I continued to turn him over to God in prayer, often up to four times a day. I continued my prayer for salvation, and a Godly wife. I also added a prayer of healing.