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Wednesday, March 26, 2014

A First Prayer

Here is a recent picture of Susanna and her
three kitties. "I love all free my kitties!"
There are so many posts I'd love to write, but never make the time. Hence neglecting this blog for six months.

But this is too sweet to leave unsaid.

Miss Susanna June said her first public prayer at church tonight. We were at Prayer Service and I said a prayer and then she said, "I wanna pray too!"

Her sweet soft-spoken little prayer was pretty typical for her these days. She thanked God for Mommy, Daddy, Benny and "the baby in Mommy's tummy." She asked God that everyone would have a nice sweep (sleep). She asked that we would have a nice worship and closed with, "In Jesus' name, Amen."

It was pretty darn sweet.

Right after that she announced, "I need-a go poo poo again!" (That's right, 26 minutes into prayer service and Susanna had already pooped once.)

I turned to tell Ben that I was taking Susanna to the restroom and that I wanted him to sit still and wait for me. I turned back around to see that in preparation for her trip to the bathroom, Susanna had her pants off and was shimming out of her underwear.

Good grief.

I managed to keep her underwear on, but she threw her pants over her shoulder and ran down the isle toward the door, her little cheeks bouncing with excitement.

In the span of about 90 seconds, she managed to both pray publicly for the first time and take her pants off in the sanctuary. Sheesh.

When we got to the bathroom, she announced, "I need privacy!"

Hmmm.... you didn't seem concerned with privacy when you were running through our church in your underwear. Do you understand what "privacy" means?

I have one final thought about this evening: Who poops twice at prayer service? Chuck said that Holy Spirit must be moving her. Deep. Deep in her bowls.

In both cases I'm mighty proud of that little lady. Susanna, I hope you always have the courage and charity to pray for those God puts on your heart. And way to go pooping on the potty - that's hard to do.

I love you sweet daughter.