Finley likes for me to pray for her every night when she goes to bed. I ask her what she wants me to pray for, and in her quiet, I-might-be-embarrased voice, she says something like 'night, dreams, God, cereal, get up in the morning...'
A few days ago, I was sitting on the couch reading, and Finley decided to 'put me to bed.' She said I could sit up so that I could read for a while (just like I let her), then she asked if I wanted her to pray for me, so I said 'yes.' Then she proceeded to stroke the hair right around my ear as she prayed (just like I do for her). And if Chris tries to pray for her without stroking her hair... 'Daddy, you've got to rub my ear!'
The other night, she caught me off guard, and asked me, 'Pray Jesus comes in my heart.' (We have had numerous conversations about who and where Jesus is, and most of the time, my brain starts to shut down trying to figure out how to explain these concepts to a three year old.)
'Well,' I said. 'Do you want to pray to Jesus and ask him in your heart?'
'Yes.'
'Okay, just say, "Dear Jesus, please come into my heart."'
She scrunches her eyes shut, then says, 'Dear Jesus, please come in my heart.'
Then her eyes popped open, and said, 'Did a hole open up in the top of my head, then close right up again?'
3 comments:
Grin. :)
Oh, the faith of a child! Maybe she thinks the heart is in the head? Thank you for teaching and showing her Jesus...nothing is more important!
Well, DID a hole open up in her head and close back up again? (Enquiring minds want to know!)
What a delightful story. I love your details! Thanks for sharing. I miss you terribly. I leave for Dallas tomorrow and am back next Thurs. I'm off Labor Day, then off Sept. 9-15. WOO-HOO!!!Leilani
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