We made dinner for a friend this week and a very special experience happened when dropping it off. My youngest was playing with their daughter that is the same age. They are really good friends. She sat down beside her friend and quietly asked, "have you been praying for my mom, because she really needs it?" Her friends said she hadn't but was so glad I am starting to feel better. My little one grabbed her hand and said, " than lets say a prayer for her right now." These two 4 year olds stopped playing and said a prayer for ME...and asked our Heavenly Father that I will have no more cancer, no more surgeries, no more chemo, and no more hospitals...that my stomach will feel better, that I won't have anymore big "owies", and that I can be a Mom again.
This is part of the reason I can honestly say cancer has become a blessing. To witness this powerful testimony of prayer...by a 4 year old...who knows to kneel and ask her Lord for help in the thing that is upsetting her world the most. She KNOWS he hears our prayers...and she doesn't skip a day without asking for his help. (and apparently doesn't let her friends skip any days either.) She somehow has the patience to know that not all prayers are answered immediately or on our time. Her simple, yet profound faith is an example to me.