Nathan called in sick this morning, as he is feeling rather under the weather. I brought the kids downstairs to let daddy get some extra sleep. Layla asked why daddy didn't go to work. When I told her he was sick, she exclaimed, "Let's pray!" We huddled together in the living room and Layla led us in a simple prayer asking for Nathan's healing. It doesn't get any sweeter than that! The Bible is certainly correct in it's esteem of child-like faith.