Please God....

When you have kids, every now and then you get the opportunity to observe pure innocence. It happens when least expected and if you are lucky you will have a camera ready to snap that moment into a permanent memory bank. After years of praying with our children at bedtime, Dylan decided to call on his Maker for some help. We have no idea why he was writing this, or what he was thinking, but the pure innocence made us smile inside. (Of course, he could be sending a message for help -- "Please God...Get met out of this house!")