This is a guest post I wrote for Dainty Jewells. You can view the original post HERE. It was just after four in the morning. I had gone to bed late. Yet, I had awakened moments before with a sudden urgency to pray for my daughter. I pulled back the covers and went to obey the call. After the burden lifted, I crept back to bed, careful not to wake my husband. Less than a minute later, a chirp from my cell phone on the nightstand informed me of an incoming text. It was from my daughter. “Mom, can you pray for me right now?” God had known the need. I told her…