We saw our dear friend Fred today at church. Fred plays in the band with DH. DH plays guitar and occasional violin, and a rare harmonica. Fred plays guitar, banjo and (dh's) mandolin.
I was extra pleased to see him as he has been away on vacation He's one of those fellows who is, just, a ray of light. His face beams with happiness. He's the guy in whom you confide when times are tough, because he really will pray. He's the guy who, despite his own travails, knows for certain that it will turn out okay.
I asked about his 2-year old son. He brightened as he shared. "He's learned to pray," he started. "He loves to pray. His prayers are short and to the point. 'Thank you for eats,' he says."
Fred shared that when his 8-year-old daughter prays, she goes on for about 10 minutes, listing all the things for which she is grateful. But son is more brief.
"We've been trying to encourage him to thank the Lord for more," he said. "We've been saying, 'You could say thank you for family, for friends, for Jesus.' "
So last week, he opened up and prayed about the things he loves. "Thank you for outside. Thank you for backhoes and tracktoes. Thank you for eats. Amen."
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