Day 18: 30 Days of Prayer for Hope
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. (Psalms 139:13-15)
Even before she was born, Dayara fell victim to the violence always present in the favelas of Brazil. Her mother was stabbed near the end of her pregnancy, yet baby Dayara miraculously survived the incident. She then spent the first years of her life shuttled from one institution to the next, until she found her home at Hope.
She describes her life this way: “When I was finally wiped out, at the very bottom of the well, when I thought there was no more hope and had reached the limit of endurance, that is when the City of Youth entered my life.”
At the City of Youth, Dayara found direction for her life and the plan God had for her. She will soon complete her last semester in training and will become a certified preschool teacher in January—hard work and dreams realized.
Father, we thank you for Dayara, the promise of your faithfulness, and for dreams that are realized. Bless her, and all our Hope graduates, as they chart the course of their lives.
I delight in, cause I found exactly what I used to be looking for.
You’ve ended my 4 day lengthy hunt! God Bless you man.
Have a nice day. Bye