Ok, here comes a Grandpa story. Sorry!

The other day, my Granddaughter, Tobi announced that God listens to her!  She asked Him for rain on Grandma's plants and it rained. 

I didn't have the heart to tell her the truth.  That God' sees a much bigger picture.  That perhaps it is best if it not rained that day.  Thay there may be another little girl praying that it did not rain that day.  It's just so immature to pray for simple things like rain.

Or is it?

When I was her age, I prayed that I would find my favorite stuffed animal.  Later I begged God to bring my Mom home from the hospital.  I even remember praying for a parking spot.  

I'm not sure my theology was straight back then but God was a whole lot simpler.  He was just the guy who loved me, could help me, would help me and listened to me.  Perhaps young Tobi is closer to the truth about prayer that old Tom is. 

¶ 8:50 AM