Getting A to pray can be a chore. He just doesn't want to sit still and calm down his little body. This morning he came into my bedroom while I was kneeling down to say my morning prayers. He has learned to be quite and save his questions for when I am done. Later he saw his father kneeling in the office saying his prayers as well.
He came in and told me that he'd forgotten to say his morning prayers and told me he was going to go pray. I asked him if he needed help and with an excited little "no" he ran off to kneel by his bed. I listened from the kitchen as he offered the sweetest (and longest without-help) prayer. He asked Heavenly Father to help him feel the spirit at Church today, among other things.
For all the poking and prodding and reminding and asking and crying and laying prostrate rather than kneeling that happens, it is moments like this that make me think that maybe, just maybe I'm doing something right.
(Photo: Hoggle Zoo, Salt Lake City, UT April 2009)
5 comments:
Oh that is such a cute story! He is such a good boy... active and fun but that just makes him who he is. What a sweet moment to take in and share with him when he is older.
Way to go...I am still waiting for that moment with one of my children (and I am sure you know which one =) What a cute boy!
Don't you love moments like those? And he looks pensive and very cute I might add.
How do you like the first book on your list?
It's really amazing how those things just hit you from out of nowhere! What a sweet little guy. It's all his parent's fault you know. Keep up the good work...it really does pay off.
We hear you on the laying prostrate thing. It must be more comfortable? What a sweet story.
P.S. How did you like The Great Divorce? I loved the depiction of what an unsung, ordinary, good person becomes in the hereafter.
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