For a hedge of protection around Kyndra and David, Father. Fill them with hope to know that You are in control, that betrayal never comes from you, and that you will restore what the locusts have eaten. I ask that you wipe away each tear and open the gates to healing and strength.
Praise for your strength in Gloria that leads each of us in prison ministry to press on.
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