The other day, my four year old son climbed in my lap and asked me to pray for him because he had a runny nose. What childlike faith! Of course, he is a child . . . but what an awesome picture! He could have asked for so many other things: can I have some medicine for my runny nose or just sat there and complained. But he knew to turn to the Almighty God. Sometime later that same day, he prays for his sister who also has a runny nose and for his brother, whose hand got hurt at Karate. He laid down on the floor, head bowed. His words were not eloquent, just simple words of faith to the God who heals. And as my daughter pointed out, he was thanking God as if she had already been healed. I know God heard his prayers and so did I!