the bird

After church today we drove straight over to Mum and Dad's house to get chocolate.  Dad had his 60th birthday on Saturday.  Friday night we celebrated and Dad got a LOT of chocolate.  Anyway, we got there and over in the corner of the room Dad pointed out to us a box with a towel covering it.  He told us to slowly look under the towel.  Inside the box was a beautiful green bird (a rosella I think), with bits of blue in its wings and red above its beak.  Anyway, mum and dad thought that it had broken its back after flying into the window, it had left blood on the ground too.  Little Minol said a prayer for it.  Mum and Dad said they had to wait til 5pm when the vet opened to take it in.  At about quarter to 5 we were about to have our dinner at home.  I asked Minol to say blessing on the food and he started the prayer with "please bless the bird..." and went on a bit, finally blessing the food at the end.  Just as we were about to eat, the phone rang.  Mum let us know that the bird had recovered and had jumped out of the box so they had let it outside where it flew off.  What a wonderful opportunity to teach a 3 year old about prayer.  For him to know that Heavenly Father had listened to his sweet prayers is something pretty special.  I love it how Minol can now say prayers by himself.  He blesses the food all by himself and family prayers we discuss things to pray about first but then he says it all himself.  So SWEET!  Melts my heart!