This evening as I was headed out the backdoor to light the grill, a HUGE spider dropped down right in front of me. I shrieked as it scurried faster than lightning into the house and then disappeared. Hysterically I slammed the door and frantically looked for the disgusting, creepy, big thing and muttered under my breath, "Lord, please help me find that spider".
Just then, I felt a small hand patting my back. It was lil J and he said, "It's okay Mommy." Then he walked around in front of me, took both of my hands in his and looked up at me with all seriousness, like a little man, and said, "Let's pray." He then proceeded to bow his head and pray, "Dear Jesus, please help Mommy and please help us find where the spider is hiding. In Jesus name, Amen." I opened my tear-filled eyes and was utterly dumbfounded and completely blessed by what I had just witnessed. I was dumbfounded by the spiritual leadership he had assumed at age 3 (in Daddy's absence) and blessed that his first reaction in a frightening situation was to pray.
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