“Where’s your motorbike?” I called out to my husband in the shower from the back door. “Under the house,” came the reply.
But it wasn’t. He’d been using the car for a few days to go to work and I’d been walking, and in our newly-wedded bliss, neither of us had paid much attention to the whereabouts of the little bike. Then the pushbike went missing, and someone tried to break into the laundry where he kept all the tools, and one night in the middle of Bible study a few doors down, he went back home randomly and found someone lurking under the house. . . .
It was soon after this that we discovered the power of praying Scripture over our lives, one in particular, and this is the prayer that we pray for our family everyday.
Read more at KayleneYoder.com where I am guest posting today. 
Thankyou Lizzy, greatly appreciated your follow up, it was lovely to receive an email this morning from your mum in law 🙂
I will be delighted to include a copy for you too :).
I wanted to thankyou for the blog on Gods protection, it was very encouraging for me with my family :). We know these things as a mature christian but it is always great to be reminded & so lovely to be encouraged in God’s Word by fellow brothers & sisters in the Lord through their experinces 🙂 when we feel for our family in their trials.
Also, Being a post novice I wasn’t aware that my full name would be displayed at the top of the post, can I possibly change that to just Jennifer somehow? I do apologise for being a nuisance :/.
Kind regards in Jesus,
Jennifer
I’m glad you’ve found the usefulness of prayer. Just make sure it’s the one you are praying to that you keep your trust in. 🙂 FMF28
There was somebody a-lurk
around the house last night,
and I’m afraid we gave the jerk
A God-awful fright.
Through the window he did peer,
then wished that he had not,
for Belle The Wolf did then appear,
and he surely thought
that his end-time had come nigh,
as in dread he shrank beneath
the bush (I guess to say goodbye)
subdued by slashing teeth,
but he was not quite yet a goner:
“Forget the dog; beware of owner!”