Monday Funday: Why I need your prayers...


As I came out of my bedroom, I heard giggling from nine-year-old Libby and six-year-old Sadey's bedroom, so I walked over and opened the door. Libby and Sadey were sitting across from each other and when they saw me they stopped talking, looked back at each other, and started to giggle again.

I said, "What are you guys up to?"

Sadey said, "We're talking about boys." They both looked at each other for a moment and then simultaneously gushed out giggles again.

Seeing a teachable moment, I said, "You know, any boys must be cleared through me... as long as you live in my house."

"We know," they both giggled. Then things got quiet as they waited for me to leave so they could continue their conversation.

Curiosity got the best of me, so I asked, "Which boys are you talking about."

More giggles, then Sadey came forth with a name—the name of a friend's son. A good choice... really.  But I responded, "I'm guessing this young man would currently think girls like you have cooties."

Six-year-old Sadey said, "I'll wait until he grows up and stops thinking like that." And then she added, "Boys don't have cooties, they have cuties."

This is why I need your prayers.


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