Friday, January 25, 2008

ABC's of prayer

A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones. Proverbs 17:22

A grandfather was walking past his young granddaughter's
room one night when he saw her kneeling beside her bed,
with head bowed and hands folded, repeating the alphabet.

"What are you doing?" he asked her.

She explained, "I'm saying my prayers, but I couldn't think
of just what I wanted to say. So I'm just saying all the
letters of the alphabet, and God can put them together
however he thinks best."


Just Joni said...

That's cute. When my daughter Kristin was little she would give thanks in prayer for EVERYTHING...our food would be cold by the time she was finished. I remember how she would thank God for the purple flowers, the yellow flowers, the pink flowers...but it always put a smile on our faces. We could learn a lot from the simplicity of children.
Have a good day Phyllis.

Nonnie said...

i love it! i know so many times i feel exactly like that little girl....maybe i should try that! thanks for the smile this morning. have a wonderful day.

Annette said...

how percious, sometime's I don't want to finish talking to God, so I talk about whatever, just knowing he hear's me over millions amazes me.

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