I was in a hurry yesterday morning to whisk The Kiddo off to daycare so I could get to work. As he was eating breakfast, I was rushing around the kitchen straightening things up. After a few minutes I noticed that he had stopped eating and was watching me. Our conversation went something like this:
Me: "Keep eating."
Kiddo: (with a big grin) "Daddy, we almost forgot to pray before breakfast!"
Me: (thinking to myself) "No, we didn't almost forget. We, or I, was in too much of a hurry and hoped you wouldn't notice. What kind of church Christian Education Director and dad am I anyway? I suck."
Me: (to The Kiddo) "You're RIGHT!!! We did almost forget!"
Kiddo: "Fold your hands, daddy. I'll pray for us."
Me: (folding hands) "Okay."
Me: (thinking to myself) "Yes, please pray for me, the hustling, bustling Martha to your smiling Mary. Kid, I love you to pieces. You're only two and already teaching me things."
Kiddo: "Come Lord Jesus, be our guest. And let these gifts to us be blessed. Amen."
Amen, indeed. Let it be so! Kiddo, thanks for reminding your daddy of my need to pray, especially during those busy and hectic times.
Amen, amen, and amen!