Book Review - Prayers for the Battlefield

Prayers for the Battlefield by Heidi St. John  

I received this book from Tyndale.
I am in love with this book design. I love all the arrows and I love the meaning behind using the arrows. The Lord describes children as arrows in Psalms and the author uses this visual. Like an arrow, children start with you and go free into the world.
It's a simple book and one that I really have needed to read lately, dealing with my three year old. I found the author's writing style calming and comforting. Heidi St. John has seven children, so I know she is seasoned with parenting wisdom. That is how I would describe reading this book. The sections are broken up into prayers for very specific things that come up in parenting life. I really like books/devos like this because no matter what is going on, I can come back too this book multiple times with different problems and be blessed by it. I would definitely recommend this book to any new mom or mom that just needs encouraging. It has encouraged me, while having my second baby this past month. I have come back to the prayers that the author has written out and used them in my own life

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