As a mother, there's nothing sweeter than watching your little ones fold their hands together and ask to talk to Jesus. Our third baby, Connor, may only be 22 months old, but he is a big prayer warrior in his own way. He remembers to pray before every meal (even breakfast) and won't go to sleep without us saying prayers with him at bedtime. Or, he'll fold his hands together during the day for no reason at all.
Such a neat thing for me to witness as his mother - as well as a great reminder for me to love God above all else and thank Him for everything. The big. The little. And all the things in-between.
Thank you, Connor, for that constant reminder. The reminder that God's always there.
Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven
belongs to such as these. Matthew 19:14