Lord Jesus, Master Healer and Friend, be both to SIL. Fill her with Your presence. Restore to her the joy of her salvation. Feed her Your Word and open her eyes, ears, and heart to receive it. Surround her with Your angels to keep the enemy away. And grant her peace as You still her fears of the future.

My son, eat honey, for it is good, and the drippings of the honeycomb are sweet to your taste.
Know that wisdom is such to your soul; if you find it, there will be a future, and your hope will not be cut off. Proverbs 24:13-14

How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth! Psalm 119:103

Lord, I pray that SIL eats Your Word, finds wisdom, and rests in Your promise of a future. Let her find Your sweet Word addictive and begin to crave it above all else.

In Your Sweet Name,

Amen.