Kayson Didn’t Just Cry… He Encountered God.
Today marks a milestone in my son’s life — & in mine as his mother.
Kayson walked through the door after his powwow camp trip, & the very first thing he asked me was:
“Is it normal to cry during worship?”
In that moment, I felt the presence of God so strongly I almost cried myself.
Because I knew — my son didn’t just cry. He encountered God.
For three days before he left, I prayed over him:
• “Lord, touch the places in him that need healing.”
• “Remind him he is loved.”
• “Let him feel the Holy Spirit.”
• “Bring him home changed, different, set apart.”
• “Let him walk in like Jesus is in him.”
And today, he told me:
• “I was worshiping in full surrender.”
• “I was praising.”
• “I felt something.”
God answered every single prayer.
Even the 1:18 AM phone call — the one meant to confuse me, discourage me, and steal my peace — was exposed. I know who that little boy is he lives in two houses down from me. He hates when Kayson makes friends. Because Kayson has a heart and everyone loves him.
It wasn’t truth.
It wasn’t correction.

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