For look! The wicked bend their bow,
They make ready their arrow on the string,
That they may shoot secretly at the upright in heart.
Contend – strives in opposition or against difficulties; to struggle against; to wrestle, grapple, battle against a foe.
~Praying this today on my son’s birthday . . .
Lord, my family has been contended with.
The enemy has assaulted my family fiercely and taken the son we love captive to do his will .
He has sent his fierce warriors to plunder my home and our hopes for my son, but the enemy will not succeed.
He has tried to steal that which belongs to you and he thinks he has won.
Lord, you created this son, and at his birth I gave him to You.
Go after the enemy, Abba Father – Contend with those who contend with us!
Take back what is Yours!
You told your people once, “Your children I will save.”
Save my son, Father!
I pray that he will come to his senses and escape from the trap of the devil.
Wake him up in the enemy’s camp and provide a way out.
Unlock the chains on his hands and his feet and his heart, and let him run to you!
Your Word tells me that you will pursue your foes into darkness and whatever they plot against the LORD, You will bring to an end.
I’m counting on that Father. I’m counting on You!
I ask you to bring back my son and all that has been stolen from us.
Strike down the enemy and bring this matter to a firm and final end.
I can see my son returning to You, held up by your strong arms, a captive set free from sin.
May he be among those who listen to your Voice and follow You.
You give us eternal life and no one can snatch us out of your Hand.
I pray my son will be brought into the safety of your Love.
The wicked bend their bows; they set their arrows straight against the strings to shoot from the shadows.
But I take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one.
You give us the victory through your Son, Jesus Christ.
Let that victory come to our son today!
But this is what the Lord say, ‘Yes, captives will be taken from warriors, and plunder retrieved from the fierce; I will contend with those who contend with you, and your children I will save.’ ~ Isaiah 49:25
taken from Prayers for the Prodigal