Spaghetti

As you probably know, every morning before we leave for school we pray together. The kids each have a prayer journal they first write the prayer in. After everyone's finished writing, about 10 minutes later, we take turns reading our prayers.

Zech's journal is full of prayers in the nontraditional sense. He draws a picture while everyone else is writing. He does still say a prayer with us. I have been enjoying hearing his communication with God so much. It used to be that he would copy the older kids. Their prayer would be his prayer.

Last year all of Ariel and Gabe's prayers would end with, "Help everyone to have an A-W-E-S-O-M-E day." Zech would try to copy saying, "Help everyone to have A-S-C-M-O day." Every day the letters would change.

This year, Zech has started his own relationship with Jesus. He doesn't borrow words from others. The thoughts come straight from his heart. This morning I had to smile at the prayer he prayed.

"Lord, help it not be a Monday today. Because I HATE Mondays cause it's 'sghetti' day. So please help it not be a Monday. And please do it forever. Amen."

There was a look of smug satisfaction that crossed over his face as he uttered the word amen. It was as if he knew something I didn't. He believed with all his heart his prayer would be answered.

I'm sure there are a lot of people out there that would like to share Zech's prayer, although I'm sure for a different sentiment. Zech does not share me and my husband's passion for spaghetti. We love it, and love Monday's because of it!

"This is the day the Lord has made. Let’s rejoice and be glad today!" Psalm 118:24