This evening I had the awesome privilege of hearing Max pray for the first time. His words were his own. At dinner he held both of my hands and whispered, "Dear Jesus, thank you for our food. Please keep us safe. In Jesus' name, AMEN."
Thank you, Lord, for working in the heart of my son. Thank you for giving him the desire to pray.
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I am disappointed in Max; I told him to pray for your soul.
But I guess I haven't been around as much lately.
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