The Sweetest Girl

So, the other night, the three of us were sitting at the dinner table. Yes, we try have dinner as a family as often as possible. Anyway, Troy and I were finished eating and were all just talking while Sarah was finishing her dinner. I wasn't using my brain and was stretching my fingers, cracking my knuckles...sometimes it just feels good. Well, the fact that my left thumb is still healing from the sprain a few months ago was not even on the forefront of my mind. And I pulled on my right thumb...then on my left. I felt a shoooting pain all the way up my arm and the tears began to well up in my eyes. I was trying not to cry in front of Sarah, but was not succeeding.

Sarah asked, "What happened, Mama?"

Me: "I hurt my thumb, Sweetie."

Troy: "Mama pulled her thumb, Sarah and it hurts."

Sarah was looking at me intently from my right, where she sits at the table. I could see her in my peripheral vision, as she watched to see if I was okay...

After a few moments of me trying to suck in the tears...Sarah reached out with her hand, put it on my right arm and said,
"Dear Jesus, bless Mama....heal owies...make her all better...Jesus' name....Amen."

My heart melted and the tears REALLY started to flow.

What a feeling to hear your daughter pray for you of her own free will.

I grabbed her and gave her a huge hug, looked at Troy and saw his eyes had teared up, too.

Then Sarah said, "what happened?"

Me: "Mama is very happy, Honey, that you prayed for me."

Man I love that girl so very much.