We've been keeping an eye on the weather tonight, and I just told Tater that it looked like the storm wasn't coming after all. his emphatic reply was, "Jesus stopped the storm!" I smiled. "He sure did, baby. God can do that, huh?" Very quickly, he said, "Let's pray to God, come on."
So we folded our hands, closed our eyes, and this is what my precious boy prayed.
Dear God,
Thank you for stopping the storm.
Thank you for taking a bath.
Thank you for Nico, and
Thank you for putting me together.
Aaaaaamen.
1 comment:
Awesome, sweet, precious...this really touches my heart! I thank God for putting him together, too!
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