Cullen finished his recitation of the names of the kids in our neighborhood-he even referenced "...and that boy that lives across the street from Elizabeth and Ashley." He signed off his prayer with a "in Jesus name we pray, Amen." When he did this I knew he was praying just fine for a six year old. As far as I can see it, he's got the mechanics of praying down just fine. He knows WHO he's praying to, he knows WHAT he's praying for and he SIGNS OFF his prayer demonstrating his faith-"...in Jesus name".
Just after finishing his good morning prayer a gust of wind blew by. He looked up at me, demonstrating with his hands as he spoke, "you know...that wind is gonna take my note up to God...". I nodded my head in unspoken agreement as he continued, "...it takes good morning prayers and nighttime prayers to God in notes." I thought about this and silently conceded to myself that it was a mighty fine way of thinking about the whole thing. It also made me realize that the gust of wind this morning was fairly strong, so it must be carrying quite a few heavy notes to God.
Cullen's humble little note will reach God-I'm certain of it. Along with a multitude of more elaborate and poetically crafted prayers. But God, I'm sure when he opens it, will see the humbleness of his prayer and he'll see that the words in it came directly from his heart and his faith. I hope it makes God smile-I know it did me. I also know that I'll never stand in the wind or feel a gentle breeze and think of it as simply being just wind, ever again.