You are the Creator of the universe and the Giver of life. You have fearfully, wonderfully, and intentionally made each and every one of us. Before the foundations of the world, you called out a people for yourself–a spectacular rainbow of men and women from different tribes and tongues and cultures who profess you as their King!
In your sovereign plan, you chose for my sons to be born into a twenty-first century American white suburban family. I often watch the news and wonder why my sons were born into such privilege while other young men are born into such hardship. But your ways are better than ours, and I know that we can trust you.
Lord, first and foremost, I pray that you will save my sons. Sin knows no partiality. Privilege does not guarantee their salvation–it is only by your grace that they might be saved through faith.
May they love you with all their might and seek to honor you in all their ways. Give them a hunger for your word. Let it penetrate their souls and equip them for every good work.
Give them hearts that beat for you and for others. Help them to love fiercely and serve joyfully. Raise them up to be bold ambassadors for Jesus Christ.
Father, I pray that they will stand, sit, march, and kneel with the marginalized. Grant them empathy and compassion. Let them be slow to speak and quick to listen. Give them courage to speak up for the voiceless, the poor, and the destitute.
Keep my sons from evil. Kill any hint of hatred that resides in their hearts. Guard them from self-righteousness. Have mercy on them, and do not let them inherit the sins of their father and mother.
Lord, let them see the world in splendid color and rejoice in your grand design! Open their eyes to behold the beauty of the cross–the only place where boys of white privilege and black oppression can both come on equal footing and receive grace upon grace.
Help me, Father, to raise (white) men of noble character.
In the name of Jesus, our Redeemer and Friend,