Last Sunday my family and I sat down to watch the Seahawks play for a chance to go to the Super Bowl. Looked like we were going to lose for almost the entire game. The pressure was getting to my 12-year-old son, and after returning from the bathroom he let us know that he had been praying. We scored.
But things were continuing to look bleak. In front of all of us, he prayed again,
“Dear heavenly father, I know this is just a game, but we would really love it if you could help our team win, it would just be a lot of fun for us, in Jesus name Amen.”
More exciting than seeing my son love the Seahawks the same way I do, is seeing my boy love and understand God the same way I do.
Enjoy the day,