They Pray For Us

 

I was walking with a child on a bright sunny day.
She bent down to pluck a yellow flower from the ground.
I watched as she began to pluck the petals one by one.

I expected to hear the famous he loves me, he loves me not. But to my amazement she began a little prayer.  Her words were so touching and wondrous.  I pondered and listened as she began to recite a prayer for each petal she plucked.

Thank you God.
Thank you for my mommy,
Thank you for my mommy even though she might be mean to me sometimes.
Please watch over my mommy.
Please take care of my mommy.
Please watch over my sisters.
Thank you God.
Amen.

This event really took place. I watched the petals fall one by one.  I couldn't help but want to cry.  She touched my heart in way I haven't felt in long time.  She reminded me the importance of being a good mother. 

How far we've come from our little ones.  Cherish your babies and nurture them.  They do pray for us.  This is for all the little angels that pray for us. God loves you and so do I.

Written by Donna C. Ledesma
Copyright September 4,2012
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