A few years ago we kept a family prayer box.
Our daughter was probably in fourth grade and our son was in second.
We told them that they could write down anything and place it in the box and we would all pray over the box and share if/when the prayers were answered. "Ask God for anything and thank God for anything," I encouraged them.
I felt like this would allow them to say what was on their little hearts freely, knowing no one else could see what they wrote AND see how real God is when prayers were answered. This would encourage them!
I imagined what they wrote: for a puppy, a new toy, trip somewhere, super birthday party, etc.
Well...
Flash forward and our daughter is a rising junior in high school and our son is a rising freshman!
(When I started this blog he was one and she was three maybe)
We moved a few months ago and I came across the prayer box!
Smiling I sat down and opened it!
Tears came as I gingerly opened each written request.
Then, came one of the most surprisingly honest requests I'd ever seen.
After I read it, a few times, I thought about asking her if the prayer was answered.
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