A few weeks ago we began a different approach to family prayer. Rather than simply designate someone in the family to say a prayer, as we kneel down at night we take time discussing the things we ought to thank the Lord for, and perhaps some few things that we might need the Lord's assistance in. We don't coach the boys. Whatever they think of we remember. Sometimes they're grateful for lollipops. Sometimes for friends. Sometimes for Grandma's house. Sometimes they need help to feel better. Sometimes friends need blessings. Sometimes little boys need help not being nervous about preschool.
Once we've talked, one person voices the prayer and we help remind one another of things we've discussed if anyone forgets. It has been great, and just in illustration, Nolan asked, Tuesday night, that God help him go to school for his last day, Wednesday, without being overly nervous. He didn't want a stomach ache. Didn't want to make a scene. Didn't want to be difficult for his mom. We still don't know why he became that way, but maybe he knows and maybe he knew he needed some extra help to overcome his anxiety. He was so sincere in his request and, to our amazement and pleasure, he went to school without a single issue Wednesday morning.
God answers prayers. I know he does. He loves children.
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