I was praying for my teens one morning asking God to protect them and to do His will for their lives, when I had a vision of myself walking with my two teens as we held hands, then I suddenly let go of their hands to grab God's. It was a powerful image in which God communicated to me that as long as I'm holding their hands, my hands are not free to hold His. And He reminded me how much more important it is that I hold His hand than my children's hands through my parenting journey. Then I…