Garrett loves to pray. We will usually give him a few things to pray for. For example, when he prays at dinner time we remind him to thank God for the food. We also tell him to include certain requests that we're collectively lifting up to the Lord. But Garrett won't say something like, "Please help me to feel better." No, his prayers are more like this:
Thank you for today. Thank you for this chicken and this tay-toe and this salad and this bread. Thank you that we went to the store. Thank you for me to feel better. Thank you for mommy to get better. Thank you that we go to California sometime soon. And amen.
I absolutely adore that he presents his requests as praises. I know that it's just the way his vocabulary still gets a little jumbled on account of the short three years of life. But, when he does it, it reminds me to have faith like a child. See, it seems like he just knows that God is a God of answered prayers. It's as though he's praising God in advance for what he knows he can do. It's precious. It's inspiring.
It's, perhaps, the way we all should pray.