Yesterday, the boys were playing together and one pretended to die.
Big Boy came to me, “Miss Dana! Miss Dana! Little boy died!”
I was in the middle of something and said, “Well, why don’t you pray for God to bring him back to life?”
Little did I know I would start a complete epidemic!!!
About 20 times this morning (so far), either Big Boy or Little Boy have died and the other has rushed to them, “Dear God, please raise my buddy back to life. In Jesus name I pray, Amen!”
I am a little afraid we might have to attend a funeral someday! How do I explain that we believe God can raise from the dead, but PLEASE don’t pray for it today? HA HA