The Power of Prayer

Lots of times after Lukas is already tucked in I hear him in his room talking, quietly. Some mornings he tells me "mommy, last night after we said our prayers, I said another prayer and asked God to...." and he goes on about telling me what he prayed for. I had never actually witnessed this or wondered what it was he was talking about or to who. Well, last night, long after I had tucked him in, I went to check on him before I tucked myself in. And this is what I saw. What a precious gift from God he truly is. He must have just tuckered himself out from praying so feverishly for... what? I don't know. Only God knows.