A child's prayer

Whenever a mother writes a story about her child it is fantastic for 2 reasons:
1) It is her own flesh and blood, whom she adores like none else and 2) it wouldn't be worth the time to stop chasing and such unless it was considered fantastic. I write my story for yet another reason 3) The child literally is of infinite worth and what he did was so mind blowing that it is considered fantastic to me!

The story goes, that we were playing cars in the bath tub, a rather usual activity for a todler boy, but I asked if he woud mind terribly if I could say a prayer, which meant I would not be giving voices to a few of the cars for a while. He got all quiet and said, "Oh sure. Mommy say prayer." So, I prayed and as I finished I looked at him and there he sat arms folded and eyes closed! he said "Amen. Again, mommy, again." I asked, "You want me to pray again?" he nodded affirmatively and gave me two thumbs up.

I told him that Heavenly Father did not really want to hear from me again, It would be redundant. But, he wanted to hear what Joseph had to say. I asked him to say a prayer by himself.  He opened perfectly, and thanked Heavenly father for his toys. He proceeded to ask that he could go to the park because he was a good boy. Then concluded perfectly.

I just wanted to give him a big hug. I was so happy. I got to thinking about what my friend Hannah had said about her son and I had just seen the primary program so I concluded that the children today must have an extra special spiritual nature and it is out duty as parents to gaurd and protect that! All my self-absorbed concerns faded away completely. My options were plain and simple there really was only one good choice and it was being made for me as this little boy prayed entirely by himself because he wanted to. My place was with him to see that he learn to make all of the best choices, and if we think our life is hard, I can only imagine how hard their's will be.

One time, casually, a woman told me that the most terrible time (so it seemed) in her life was when she honestly prayed for something very good. Without details she told me that we do not want to even know what our leaders go through to gain such strong testimonies.

Lastly, I want to conclude with a little tip I gave myself in college. I was alone in the dark in the music hall, I knew that it wasn't haunted because I was the one who started that rumor and had fun playing tricks on my classmates/teachers in the auditorium. But, I got really scared so I started to sing the song "A Child's Prayer" out loud "Heavenly father, are you really there? ..... Some say Heaven is far away, but I feel it close around me when I pray..." and it worked I was not scared anymore. I used this trick everytime I started to get scared. I bet it would still work, although my fears have changed drastically.