Prayer is Like an Umbrella

   Now I lay me down to sleep. 

I pray the Lord my soul to keep.

Watch me safely through the night.

And wake me with the morning light.

I remember those words so clearly.  It was the nighttime prayer that we said with our girls for many, many years.  Of course our girls, to this very day, could probably tell you verbatim what they spoke next– “I’m special.  I’m a Winner.  Jesus loves me.”

Oh he does, he does.

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