For at the window of my house
I have looked out through my lattice,
and I have seen among the simple,
I have perceived among the youths,
a young man lacking sense,
passing along the street near her corner,
taking the road to her house
in the twilight, in the evening,
at the time of night and darkness. (Proverbs 7:6-9)
Gracious God, Solomon watches a young man wander toward trouble “in the twilight, in the evening” — not forced, just drifting, with no one steering. I pray that ______ would not be that kid: free to go anywhere, and wise enough not to go everywhere. Guard the in-between moments — the unsupervised hours, the choices made out of boredom. Give them plain, practical sense: the discernment to see a bad corner coming and simply not turn down it. For your glory and their good, in Jesus’ name, amen.