A Child's Prayer
Last night, the Bear was very sad when it was time for bed, because he couldn't find his little stuffed Elmo. We all searched high and low with no success. I finally had to tell the Bear that we would find him in the morning.
I tried to read him a story, but he continued to cry and tell me that he missed Elmo and that he can't sleep good without him.
After about ten minutes of unsuccessful reading and an inconsolable Bear, I asked him if he would like to say a prayer and ask Heavenly Father to help him find his Elmo. He said yes.
What followed was both very cute and sad at the same time. A distraught little boy in his jammies knelt beside his bed. Sobbing, he told Heavenly Father that he needed to find his Elmo so that he could sleep good. Then he asked Heavenly Father to help him find it.
When he had finished his prayer, we went looking again, and found Elmo within a couple minutes. The Bear was thrilled, and all of his sadness flew away in an instant. He went right to bed, and to sleep.
It was very heartwarming. The Bear is a special little kid.
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The Bear got a time out on Sunday because he kept saying that he wanted to play Harry Potter. We told him that he couldn't do that on Sunday.
I told him Jesus comes first. He replied, "Harry first."
This went on for several minutes.
Finally, we took away the Gameboy, and the Harry game.
When he protested, we reminded him that he made the choice.
Once his little fit was done, he sadly went up to DramaMama and said, "I want to make the right choice."
"YESSSSSSSSS!" we said thinking that a great lesson had been learned.
It turns out the the right choice he wanted to make was the one that would let him play his Harry Potter game. Oh well.
aren't they fun.....
very nice answered prayer story...
Too cute!! Enjoy these times now before the good ole teenage years!
;) Then it will be, "I need $20 and hey, there's no food in the house!" :) Gee, guess how old my kids are.
Isn't it great how God works to build the faith of our little ones? I always waffle between wanting to teach them that God cares about even the little things, and feeling like we're bugging Him about trivial stuff. And it's hard to explain, when Miss M prays every. single. night. for good dreams but still has nightmares occasionally why God didn't give her her prayer that night.
heh heh, and now you coudn't convince him that there is no God.
The next day he couldn't find his Harry Potter game for his Gameboy. He came running to me so we could ask Jesus to help us find it. :)
heh heh
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