The power of a child's prayer - Please join me

I should be sleeping.

But my heart is heavy.

Have you ever been able to recollect a feeling from an event?  Like the actual physical response you had to an experience?

When the doctor said that Dave had MS - I remember that feeling...that overtook my body.

Tonight a long time friend is in major physical peril.  There is major swelling on his spine and he is losing feeling in his body.  They need to do emergency surgery, but they cannot proceed unless the swelling goes down, which he is on steroids to help that process.

But the waiting.

The unknown.

It's scary.

He is worried about providing for his family - an honorable man.

His wife is just worried about him - a loving and gracious wife.

So we pray.

Lily has a little friend that she really wants to come to her party on Saturday.  But he had surgery a couple of weeks ago, and from what I gather he got an infection from the surgery and it landed his precious little 2 year old self back in the hospital.

Tonight, as I picked the twins up from Cubbies I informed them that Lily's other little friends has RSVP'd and would be coming to the party.  They were very excited.  Then they quickly followed with, "Is Rio coming (they know Lily's affinity towards Rio) and I explained to them that Rio may still be sick.

Instead of worrying, instead of being scared for Rio, instead of pondering the what if's and the why's, they just told me to turn the music down and they both began to pray.  They prayed their little hearts out, the most genuine humble little prayers I have ever heard them pray, for a little boy they had never met - because if Lily loves him, so should they.

My children inspired me.

So tonight, I am going to sleep and before I close my eyes I am going to pray.  A humble, heartfelt, genuine prayer for a man I haven't seen in 17 years - because God loves him, and so do I.

And so I pray.