I was tucking in the boys the other night and doing so in a rushed kind of way. It was a soccer practice night, which meant a late night to bed, on a school night.
As I started to leave their room, I remembered and asked, "Did you pray, yet?" Caleb answered, "I already prayed in the shower."
Now, as one who does the same thing (hey, it is the only time where I will not be interrupted) I was impressed. I asked him what he prayed about.
This is where I am so glad that I took the time to ask him this question.
Caleb started telling me, "Well, you know, I thanked him for saving me and I prayed for other people to be okay. You know, He really saved us, Mom. And He didn't come to do that because we are perfect, but because we are sinful. I kind of get shy about saying all this in front of people, but I just thanked Him for saving me."
As my eyes were filling with tears, I asked him, "So, you asked Jesus in your heart?" to which he said, "Yeah," as if there was any question.
When I asked if he prayed for anything else, he said, "Well, I was going to, but that's when you walked in and told me the Reds score and interrupted me."
I then asked him where he learned all of this, thinking it was obviously his parents. After all, I have a degree in ministry and teach the kid's class in church. He replied, "School."
I have to add that this kid is the same kid who woke up grumpy the next morning and snapped at all of us. But, hey, he did tell me that we are all sinful so it happens, right?