Just over a week ago, our bishop had asked us in church to pray for a family in our ward that had a baby girl that has some health issues. (You can follow their blog at justinandleah.blogspot.com ) My son barely ever listens at church, that we know of anyway, so I was very much taken back over the next part of my story.
The bishop had asked us as a ward to pray at both 7:00am and 7:00pm on the Monday following church for this family. And if possible to fast for them as well. Regan and I never talked to the kids about it until I was tucking Jared into bed.
Jared: Oh, I almost forgot
Me: Forgot what
Jared: Forgot to set my alarm
Me: Why are you setting your alarm, it's still summer?
Jared: To pray for the Gibb baby
Me: That's a great idea Buddy
Jared: I know that when I am a dad, and I have a little girl, I would want someone to pray for us. I have never fasted before, do you think the Lord will still help her if I can't skip 2 meals.
Me: Jared, the Lord knows your heart and will help you as you try to help others. I am proud of you.
I am so grateful to have the tender moments with my kids. To have the faith of a child...
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