A Child's Prayer

I have to share something sweet Lainy did the other night.

For the past couple of weeks, Lainy has been saying her own prayers at night. She needs a lot of help, but it's so sweet to witness!

To understand the story, I'll have to give you a little background info. Our neighbor is a single Mom of two busy boys, a full-time student at U of I, and a new convert to the Church. Her name is Rhonda. Needless to say, she has a lot on her plate, but she is just amazing. Lainy loves her.

On Friday, Rhonda had to take her two boys to live with their dad for the summer. They've all been pretty sad about the whole thing. After she dropped them off, Rhonda came over to our house to ask us a favor. Lainy (who was getting ready for bed) came running out yelling "Rhonna! Rhonna!" She and Rhonda had a nice little chat.

After Rhonda left, we took Lainy into her room to say her prayers. Her prayer went something like this:

Brad: Dear Heavenly Father,
Lainy: Father
Brad: We're thankful for this day.
Lainy: Day
Brad: We're thankful for our friends Reece, and Payton, and Troy.
Lainy: and Rhonna!
Brad: Yes and Rhonda. Please bless Rhonda.
Lainy: bless
Brad: We're thankful for Jesus,
Lainy: Jesus
Brad: and the prophet
Lainy: Prophet
Brad: Bless Lainy to sleep well
Lainy: sleep
Brad: In the name of Jesus Christ,
Lainy: Amen!

I almost started to cry. I thought it was so sweet of Lainy to remember Rhonda in her prayer. How could she have known Rhonda needed our prayers that night? I'm not sure. But I know that I said an extra prayer for Rhonda after being reminded to do so by my little 21-month-old. Aren't kids sweet?