A little man's prayer:

Dear God,
Please help Miss Nic's dad to be better in the morning straight away. And please give the sick to sin so he knows how mean he's been to us. And please help Miss Nic's dad to be your friend. And please help everyone in the world who doesn't know you to be your friend and love you until we touch your hair.
Amen

Sometimes it is very hard not to laugh.


Update: 11th July, am.

The little man's prayer was answered!
This morning I received a call from Miss Nic who said,

"Miss _____, my dad is fine! There's nothing wrong (they thought he had, and indeed removed, a cancerous growth in his intestines! They then thought there was more but it disappeared - We were praying it would disappear completely!). Tell ________, thanks for praying."

To which I replied with a scream of joy which distracted a cyclist riding by and nearly caused him to crash his bike, oops.

God Rocks! We're dancing!