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Harrison has discovered that prayer is his new secret weapon.

Two days ago we lost the remote. He and I probably searched for a solid ten obnoxious minutes before he pipes up and says, “Hey I know! Let’s say a prayer!” We hit our knees then and there, in the middle of the living room floor. 

With all the faith and fervor of a hopeful five-year-old, he asked that we could please find the remote so he could watch Kung-Fu Panda (because we know Heavenly Father wouldn’t want him to miss that). He finished his prayer with a resounding “amen” and we opened our eyes. Would you believe that as I lifted my head I was staring directly at the remote?

The next day he realized he’d misplaced both his Indiana Jones whips. Since he can’t watch the movie without being in full head dress (he makes me draw chest hair on him all the time), this was a serious problem. He very quickly decided that this whole prayer thing works, and again, hit his knees. Ten minutes later, he had both whips in his faithful little hands.

Last night before going to bed, Rexy lost his swan. Swan is really a very tiny goose, about the size of a walnut, that he takes with him everywhere (along with elephant and giraffe). Swan is always falling into cracks and crevices, and while reading bedtime books I heard Rex drop Swan behind the bed. We got down and looked and looked, but Swan was nowhere to be found. 

You know how it played out. Harrison was thrilled to hear that Swan was missing because it meant he could exercise his incredible new-found faith. We all knelt, Harry prayed, and within seven seconds Swan was back in Rexy’s hot little hands.

Would you like to know the significance of these three little prayers? Harrison got in trouble at school yesterday for spitting. He was pretty upset about it, especially after I made him apologize to his teacher after school.

As he knelt to pray this morning, I heard him pour his little five-year-old soul out to Heavenly father, asking that he could listen and not talk at school and be good for the teacher and be a better boy and be kind and learn to keep the commandments and get a new Kung Fu Panda costume. 

Watching my boy discover, on his own, the power of prayer, and then seeing him apply it is possibly one of the highlights of my entire life. Harrison is proof that God is involved in the details of our lives. Nothing is insignificant to Him if it matters to us. 

Except perhaps Kung Fu Panda. Don’t see how He’ll make good on that one without a little help from me.