Last night was a sleepover night here for The Grandbaby. Sunday night was also but it was marred and shortened in the middle by The Grandbaby's very close encounter with a door jam....took her and her parents to the ER until 3:30 am so it wasn't a fun time. We made up for it last night!
The Grandbaby, The Poppa, and I always do night prayers around the bed with The Poppa and me on knees (barely at our arthritic age) and The Grandbaby in the bed. Rarely will The Grandbaby ever go first to pray. Last night was the exception. She gladly went first. As she prayed, The Poppa and I teared up....so sweet. Her prayer went like this:
"Dear God, I am so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so (I was about to shorten the "so" but kept quiet) so so so so so so so so thankful for my family....my Neema and Poppa, my Mommy and Daddy, my Nana and Grandaddy, my Moe and Grandaddy, my Uncle Kenny, my Aunt Ang, my cousins Jack and Emmy....and God and Jesus. Amen."
My heart was pitter pattering all over that bedroom floor. The Poppa and I prayed our individual prayers but I'm not so sure they reached the ears of the Lord as sweetly as The Grandbaby's did. No requests for anything from her, just thankfulness and praise. What a joy!
Consider....
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