From the mouth of babes

My daughter has learned how to pray.  I'm not sure if she 100% grasps the concept of what prayer means, but she's learned a few key concepts about it that I wanted to share:

1. It's something we do.  Often.  Each night, Miss L likes to put up a little bit of a fuss at bedtime.  She typically balks at giving Daddy his goodnight kisses and hugs and whines her way back to her bedroom.  She knows, however, that prayers happen before bedtime, and typically settles herself onto Mommy's shoulder and gives her list of friends to pray for. 
2. There is healing power in prayer. Last week, we went on vacation and spent a couple days at the lake and a day at the zoo.  While at the lake, Ian cut his thumb and spent a lot of time bleeding.  Two days later, at the zoo, while waiting for Mommy to come out of the bathroom (pregnancy will do that to you), L prays for Daddy's finger to get better.  
3. We have a lot to be thankful for.   L gets to pick things to pray for each night before bed.  Typically, she picks people like our friends Jonah, Micah, and Mallory.  Sometimes she chooses to pray for cartoon characters such as Grover.  Last night we prayed about Mommy's red shirt, and how nice it was that we always had clothes to wear.  No matter what L names during her prayers, I am always able to turn it into a blessing to be thankful for.  This has taught me a lot about just how blessed we are, too.  

Most times, I feel as though I have nothing figured out as a parent.  As I have thought about praying with my little girl today, I realized--I must be doing something right.  I'm so thankful that, even at 20 months of age, my little girl has such a solid concept of what it means to pray.  I am in hopes that this is just the beginning of a wonderful relationship with Jesus.