One evening, my twelve-year-old son said, “I have a charmed life.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“In class, when our teacher asked us about the most difficult thing that happened in our lives, I couldn’t think of anything. No one I love died. Grandpa had cancer, but he recovered,” my son explained.
I should point out that my son is the most optimistic person I know. I love that about him. My husband and I joke that our son would get a box of poop as a gift and holler, “With this much poop, there’s got to be a pony!!”
“During prayer time, I never can think of a prayer request. God already gave me everything,” he continued. “I have loving parents, grandparents, family, and friends. I have a good life.”
What a blessing, as a parent, to hear my child say these things. Makes me praise God.
We agreed that since God bless our lives, he and I can spend more time praying for others.