WANT TO PRAY!

So I'm downstairs in the basement with Heather, both of us on the internet on our respective computers, when suddenly we hear Anjali (our 2 yr old) screaming something at the top of her lungs. It sounded unintelligible to us, so we both rolled our eyes and I went upstairs to see what all the fuss was about. When I went into her room, she was laying on her bed and between sobs she said, "Want to pray, dad."

We've made it a habit to pray for our girls before they go to bed, and tonight we apparently forgot, prompting the "want to pray!" anthem from our daughter. So I knelt down next to her bed and said a 30-second "daddy" prayer for her and her sister, and then she said "I want to pray too." I told her to go ahead and with all seriousness and perfect clarity, she said "Thank you Jesus for this food AMEN!"

I then kissed her on the forehead, said goodnight, and laughed to myself all the way down the stairs.

I pray that I will have that much of a burden on my heart to talk to God every single day.