I asked the Lord today (after Christopher’s Lakeview appointment), “Lord, please let me see things through Christopher’s eyes.”

A few minutes later, we pulled into the prayer garden area for t-ball practice. Christopher has been there many times, but for some reason didn’t recognize it and asked what it was. I told him it was the prayer garden. He said, “I want to go there and pray.”

My heart sank. I hem-haad around and said, “why don’t we just pray in the car.” He said, “never mind.”  Quickly I apologized to my son and said, “let’s go Christopher.” My son then led me to the prayer garden, in the spot he wanted to pray, bowed his head and prayed.

Life doesn’t get any better than that.