Every morning that I bring my boys to school, I pray with them. They have the chance to pray for whatever they want to. I usually give them some direction or we will end up praying that Spider Man or Batman will come over and play. This morning as I was leading Miles, I asked him to pray that our house would sell. He actually picked up in conversations that we are renters and that we are really hoping to sell our place in Florida. He said that he wanted to pray for that tonight. Then he said this, "Daddy, we don't have to pray all the time!" I said that prayer is like a conversation with Jesus. I then asked him how he would feel if I didn't talk to him for a whole day. He said, "That would make me happy!" Prayer time was short…
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Robin
November 6, 2009 at 4:28 pm
Miles might be my new favorite.hi-la-ri-ous.