At night we let the girls have a turn with praying. For at least about a month now Micah's prayer has gone something like this:
"People eat people eat people eat. Red blue people eat people. Amens"
Which (I'm hoping) is loosely translated to:
Dearest Heavenly Father,
Please let all the people of the world, no matter their color or creed, have enough food to eat.
In Your Son's precious name, Amen.
Either that she's into cannibalism. Let's hope for the translation.
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Lately, Mia has been making up her own praise songs. Which is possibly one of the cutest and sweetest things in the history of cute and sweet things. Here's her song from today:
"Lord, you are everything,
and you are so good,
and you are so healthy
that you can get us up
and bring us to Heaven.
Lord, you are so good."
Right after I wrote that down, this funny exchange happened:
Mia: Hey Micah! Did you know you can pray to God and ask him to come into your heart and wash away your sins?
Micah: YEAAAAH.
Mia: Would you like to do that now?
Micah: YEAAAAH!
Mia: Okay, let's pray.
**both girls fold their hands and close their eyes**
Mia: Okay, say what I say. Dear God, please come into my heart...
Micah: Dear God... a heart
Mia: And wash away my sins. Amen
Micah: AMENS! (Pats her tummy) God in my heart!
Mia: No silly! Your heart is here in your chest.
Micah: Yeah. That's my belly button!
(I'm thinking she didn't quite understand the gravity of the situation.)
Friday, July 1, 2011
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