Tonight after Tom put Joni to bed, I went in there to check on her and I walked in on her saying a prayer. She was kneeling down on her little Muslim prayer rug that a good friend gave her from the Old City. When I realized what she was doing, I tucked back behind the door so she wouldn't hear or see me. Soon Tom came also, and we listened to the sweetest little girl give the sweetest little prayer. Here are several of the things she said, although I'm afraid I can't remember it all.....
Please, Father, bless my dad to work hard and earn lots of money at school (she's a little confused on that).
Please bless that I will be able to stop screaming at mom. Please, please help me. I don't want to scream anymore. You have to trust me, and I will trust you if you help me.
And Father, please bless that I will be able to learn a lot at school and that my brain will learn Hebrew faster so I can be friends with all the kids, not just Batja.
Help me and Batja to practice Hebrew. I will tell her the words I remember, and she will tell me the words she remembers.
Please bless that I will feel you, Father, while I'm at school, and also Jesus and all the angels.
Thank you for the good Spirit I feel everyday all the time.
Please, please, please help me have a good day tomorrow. Help me walk right into school without fussing. Please help me to not fuss all day tomorrow. I want to make good choices soooooo bad.
Then as she crawled into bed and I came in to sit with her while she fell asleep, she turned to me and said, "I just felt Heavenly Father tell me thank you."