This is an excerpt from The Slow-Ripening: Fruits of Mothering by, Emily Watts.
She was a single mother who had not always been active in the Church, but was now trying her best to raise her children with the light of the gospel. She had recently been through the temple and was renewed in her determination to help them have the blessings she had missed in her early adulthood. And then she learned that her beautiful fourteen-year-old daughter—we’ll call her Suzy—was pregnant.
There was a lot of crying to God in that battle, as you can imagine. That mother wept and prayed and tried to help her daughter see that her baby could be adopted by a wonderful couple who would give him a great life, but in the end Suzy made the decision to marry the baby’s father. This was a heartbreaking decision for my friend because she knew what kind of a boy that father was.
After a few years, one or two more children, and a long string of abuse, Suzy finally developed the strength to extricate herself from that untenable situation and got divorced. Then my friend moved away, and I pretty much lost track of the family.Some years later, my friend called me unexpectedly. I’d never heard her sound happier. She said, “I just thought you might like to know that Suzy was called last week as Young Women president in her ward.”
I thought, There was a mom who trusted God and cried to Him in the battle, and He was intreated of her. I’m certain that Heavenly Father put experiences slowly, incrementally, gradually in Suzy’s path to help her come back to where she needed to be. I’m also quite sure that Suzy wasn’t the one who was praying for those experiences. It was her mom’s prayers that the Lord was answering (at least to begin with). That knowledge gives me a lot of hope as a mother.
(Emily Watts, The Slow-Ripening Fruits of Mothering [Salt Lake City: Deseret Book, 2013], 32–34).