Now That Would Be a Miracle!

Heather brought home one of those rotisserie chickens from the grocery store for dinner tonight. I was on my way to my work out when she called to tell me what just happened. She was starting to cut the chicken when Joie pointed to one end and said that was the mouth. Heather said "that's not the mouth, that's the tushy."

"But I want that to be the mouth," Joie replied.

"You'll have to talk to God about that," Heather responded.

Joie said, "Oh, I have to talk to God about that?".

"Yes," Heather said.

Joie put her hands together then bowed her head in prayer and said in a whisper "I want that to be the mouth," all the while pointing to the chicken's tushy.

Sending Their Love

I was at the Cincinnati Commandos playoff game last night and didn't get home until a little after 11:00 p.m. I texted Heather I was on my way and Livvi hijacked the phone to text me she wanted to show me something when I got home. She actually fell asleep before I got home, but Heather told me what happened:

About 9:45 p.m. last night, there was a knock at the front door. Wondering who in the world would be visiting at that hour, Heather answered the door, expecting to see one of the neighborhood kids. Instead, it was a few folks from church, more specifically, from the Vacation Bible School Livvi was in prior to the accident. Livvi came down wearing my t-shirt as a night gown (big arm holes). They gave her a big card they made wishing her well, telling her they are praying for her, and sending their love. Livvi had a huge smile on her face and twinkling eyes. Heather could tell she felt very special, almost like a superstar. It nearly brought me to tears to know how much our church family and friends love our Livvi. If you are one of those folks and are reading this, THANK YOU! We love you, too! God is good indeed!

Livvi is doing much better and has an appointment to see the doctor again on Wednesday.

Prayer

In the van on Sunday morning, we could hear Joie saying something. We realized she was praying! She prayed:

"God, Jesus, Hug me, Amen!"

This reminded us of when Livvi was about Joie's age and, again in the car, we heard her praying:

"God, Ampaw, boo boo, Amen!"

Ampaw (my dad) had burned his leg on the lawn mower and Livvi wanted God to make Ampaw feel better.

It really warms your heart to hear your kids praying!