So we pray with Emma every night. It’s been a routine since she’s learned how to say words. I honestly wish I could video record each night, recording our conversations and esp. her prayers.
Last night, after asking her to pray for baby Z, she said:
"Jesus, thank you for baby Z, for Mamam and Tatay, and Emma to be healthy.
And pink paper. And Mamam to get a hair cut because it’s messy. In Jesus name, Amen."
This morning, I honestly had the craving to trim my hair and cut off the dead ends. And that I did.
God is good; all the time. hahahahaha