Juice Prayer
This morning Colby asked if he could have some juice. “Peez, Mama,” he said. So I filled up his cup and we went to Kennedy’s room, where I was putting away some of her clothes. Kennedy was sitting in her rocker and Colby sat down next to her and said, “Say prayers, Ken-dee?” Then he put his finger into her closed fist, bowed his head, closed his eyes, and started praying, “Dear God, thank you for food, thank you for Ken-dee, and Mommy and Daddy, AAAA-men.” And with that, he lay down on the floor and started drinking his juice. Kennedy smiled.
I only wish I had a picture. 
But, I’m confident that won’t be the only time Colby will pray with his little sister. I am so glad I got to witness this first hand and not from someone else’s eyes and ears. And when I told my mom, she said, “Don’t you know that just makes God smile?” I agree. When children pray earnestly, God hears them earnestly.
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