Henry's prayer

When Henry woke up Saturday morning, he called for me from his bed, as usual.

"Mooooom!"
"Yes, Henry?"
"I was just praying for God. I said sorry to Melissa for two shut-ups."

I could say so much about this, but I think I will just offer up a prayer of thanks. Thank you, God, that you hear the cry of my heart and you live in Henry's heart too, revealing yourself to him in your time and way.