Say a Little Prayer for You

The other day, LeNae took the three older boys to the park. Mikey had insisted on bringing Rattle, his little plastic snake, in one of my kitchen bowls.

Everything was going great, everyone was happy, there was no one crying. It seemed perfect. Then... Mikey was going down the slide with Rattle in the bowl. When he got to the bottom, the bowl went up and out flew Rattle. Mikey immediately started crying, so LeNae went to help him find his lost "pet". Rattle had landed somewhere among the wood chips, but because he was so small, he blended in and got lost.

After looking for Rattle for sometime, LeNae suggested, without real intent, that they say a prayer to find him. Roger sparked up at this thought, came over and said, "Yes! Let's say a prayer...Mikey, kneel down ... Nae, kneel down".

Roger then said a prayer. He said a good prayer, one of his normal prayers, but never said anything about finding Mikey's toy.

After Roger's prayer, Mikey insisted on saying his own prayer. It wasn't a long prayer, he just asked Heavenly Father to help him find Rattle. After ending the prayer, Mikey got up, glanced over to the left and immediately found Rattle.

I'm so grateful that LeNae had mentioned turning to our Heavenly Father for help, I'm grateful that Mikey had the faith that Rattle would be found, and I am grateful that our Heavenly Father directed Mikey in finding Rattle.