The other night it started storming before Todd got home. Jacob stops eating and runs over to me in a panic.
"Mom, it's storming!!! Let's pray that Daddy gets home safe."
So we all bow our heads and pray for Daddy's safety in the rain.
About 30 minutes later, Todd pulls into the driveway. The girls are squealing because Daddy is home.
Jacob is so exciting, yelling, "It worked , Mom. It worked! Daddy got home safe!" It took me a second to realize what he was talking about. Then I was sooo proud of my little man for his sweet prayers for his Daddy and realizing that God does answer them.