Our little 2- going on 20-year-old, reminded me again just how grown up she really is as she watched the flashing red lights of a fire truck and ambulance blinking in front of our house. After asking several questions about what was happening and watching our sweet elderly neighbor be lifted into the ambulance, she told me we needed to pray.
"Dear Lord," I began.
"Please get Dorothy safely to the 'hostible' and back home. In Jesus' name, Amen." she finished.
Here is our prayer warrior several weeks ago before dinner.