Let's pray. Father I need you to show up for the parent who is watching their child self destruct and feels completely powerless to stop it. The one whose teenager is in the streets. The one whose child is cutting. The one whose baby is addicted. The one whose kid has walked away from God and every value they were raised with. The one who got a phone call that changed everything. God this parent is not sleeping. They are not eating right. They are carrying a grief that doesn't have a name because their child is still alive but something is dying and they don't know how to pray anymore. I rebuke the spirit of hopelessness that has whispered "it's too late." I rebuke the assignment of destruction over this child's life. I rebuke every demonic influence every wrong friend, every wrong voice, every principality that has been given access to this young person's mind and heart. I bind the spirit of death. I bind addiction. I bind self destruction. I bind the lying spirit that has told this child they are worthless, they are too far gone, that nobody cares. I cast it all down in the name of Jesus. And Father I release a divine interruption into this child's life. Something they cannot explain. Something that stops them in their tracks. A moment of clarity that cuts through everything the enemy has built. And for the parent I release peace that is not dependent on what they can see. Hold them God. Hold them while they wait. Give them faith for what looks impossible. You are still God. This child is still Yours. In Jesus name. Amen. 🙏🏽