It was 2:30 in the morning one day this week and Faith made her way into our room. She said that she couldn't sleep, she was scared; there was something scary in her room. I took her back to bed. She got up again, Daddy took her back. She got up again, I took her back and this time we prayed that God would make her room not scary anymore so that she could go back to sleep. It had been about 15 minutes and there she was again at the foot of our bed. I said, "Faith what is wrong?" She said, "Ummm...God didn't work!"
Have a great week-end!
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