Prayers of a Child

Hello World!

Last week I took a momma-haitus and went to Panama to help build a church. It was kind of... awesome! We saw God build relationships across language and cultural barriers, we got a taste of a couple different ways of life, we worked hard and got really dirty....AND I didn't have to wipe any one else's bottom for an entire week. OR prepare any one else's food--heck, I didn't even prepare my own food. Yeah, kind of awesome.

While I was gone, Zach emailed me little tidbits of life with the boys. My favorites were Isaac's prayers for me while I was gone. The first email said, "Izey prayed last night for momma to build a good church and that we love her a lot." Here's another one in Zach's words:

Isaac's been worried about "scary flashes" since the big storm on Monday night, but I keep assuring him that a) God is watching over him, b) Jesus is always with him, and c) he can call me when he sees a scary flash and we'll listen for the thunder together.

So I suggested we pray for Eva tonight since she was just over.:

I: God thank you for Eva to not see any scary flashes... and to have a great day at our house... and to see a big flash and to call her daddy... named Peter.

(Later)

I: Is Jesus with me?

Z: Yep, he's always with you.

I: No he's not.

Z: Yep, he is. You just can't see him.

I: Is God taking away my pirate stickers?

Z: No, definitely not.

I: Is He just looking at them?

Z: Yeah, I bet he is.

I: Okay.