Children's Prayers

Yesterday I was in tears. One of those mornings when breakfast went bad, everyone is late for school and you feel like a complete failure. I tried to keep smiling but the tears kept squeezing through.

Finally, I asked my kids to pray for me. I am a firm believer in the power of children's prayers. Annie prayed that I would have a good day. I did not have much faith considering my overwhelmed state.

The last two little ones left for school. And then things started looking up. A friend texted to see if I would go to the Ladies' Luncheon for my church. I went and it was a lot of fun. My day picked up. The clouds lifted. It was a good day.

Children have such simple faith. I believe that God loves this faith. It's why Jesus asked us to be like little children. Not doubting, not fearing but certain of his love. So if you need a boost, ask for a child's prayer. It may be just what your day needs.

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