Posted by
philosophocon on Saturday, September 27, 2008 9:16:23 PM
One day last week when I picked up my kids my 8 year-old daughter she was quite upset, having been teased by everyone at her jiu-jitsu after school program about a boy she likes. She was whining and crying in the car on the way home when all of a sudden my 4 year-old son crossed himself, clasped his hands, and earnestly prayed “Lord, please stop my sister from crying.”
My daughter turned to her brother and began explaining to him that this was not how prayer worked, things didn’t just happen because you prayed for them. I casually pointed out that she had, in fact, stopped crying. She seemed to think about that for a second, then started crying again.
Again, my son repeated his prayer, which stopped her crying and brought forth a chuckle, then she cried again. After a couple more iterations, my son changed his prayer to “Lord, make my sister laugh”. And laugh she did.
And once we got home, she went around to his door and got him out of his car seat, hugged and thanked him, and told him how happy she was that she had a brother like him.
Q.E.D.
I think I'll ask my son to pray for a conservative Congress in November.