Monday, June 22, 2009

Don't Let The Preacher's Kid Bless The Food

This afternoon, in an outdoor picnic area, Henry yelled, "LET'S SAY A PRAYER!"

We stared at him, he started down at his food and said:
Dear God,
Remember that God is with us.
Remember that I have tattoos.
Remember God is love.
Amen.



Indeed, Henry, A-men.
(and the "tattoos" refer to the nine Pirates of the Caribbean tatties applied the night before our first Sunday at the new church. Awesome.)

4 comments:

Crazy Train said...

I love it!

Anonymous said...

Love this prayer! Would he be interested in leading the Prayers of the People next week in worship? Denise

Rachel said...

That is great! I didn't even notice the tatoos :)

I, Mollie said...

I'm sure he would be happy to lead prayers...but there is no telling what you would get. seriously.