We try to teach our little one how our faith has blessed us and helped us be happy in life. When Bubbles' car wouldn't start after installing her stereo (an admittedly small life problem), I was very worried and went upstairs and prayed about it. Not long after, I had an idea of what I should do, I went and did it, and the car did start. We still had to have a professional do a permanent fix, but at last we could get it to one without a tow. I explained all of this to Spawn.
Friday night, I'd been sick. I had a sore throat, I was congested, and not sure I was up to travel. That wouldn't have been a problem, except we wanted to go to a baptism on Saturday about 2 hours from home. It was going to take place at a building on the grounds of the temple where Bubbles and I were married and where we got engaged. Spawn really wanted to go.
The next morning I woke up and found the soreness almost entirely gone, and the congestion much better. When Spawn woke up, she immediately came to me and asked how I felt. I told her how much better I was doing and she smiled and explained she had prayed for me to feel better the night before, because she really wanted to visit the temple and see the baptism.
It's funny how the pure faith of such a small child can have such a potent impact. Naturally, we went to the baptism, and we showed her the place where Mommy and Daddy got engaged, walked around the lovely temple grounds and spent time in the visitor's center.
I am delighted to see my little one's prayers answered and her faith growing in response.
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