Heathen

Eva was learning about prayer at church on Sunday.  After class, she excitedly waved her papers in my face, wanting me to see her exquisite drawings.  One of her papers had two columns - things we tell Heavenly Father we’re grateful for, and things that we ask Him to bless us with.  If you know anything about my daughter, you can guess what she had her teacher draw in the, “I Thank Thee” column.  If you can’t guess, you’re really terrible at trivia and  I pity you.

Why, it’s a kitty, of course. 

Then she showed me the “I Ask Thee” column.  You’ll never guess what she put there.  If you can guess, you’re really amazing at trivia and I envy you.

Why, it’s money, of course.

I was puzzled and asked, “You pray to Heavenly Father for money?”

“Mama! No!  You do!”

“I do?  No I don’t.  I don’t pray for money.”

Now she was getting annoyed and used her stern voice to reply, “Yes you do!  Renember?  You pray for money.  I renember.”

Well, that's just great.  I can just imagine the conversation with her teacher where Eva explained that her mother prays for money all the time.  Now Sister Ball will look at me differently.  She probably thinks I’m a shallow, money-grubbing, heathen idol worshipper – which I’m not.  (I’ve never been shallow.)

I continued the conversation later with Eva at dinner and she was still adamant that she has heard me pray for money.  I assure you…she’s wrong.  I do not pray for money.

Except when the Powerball Jackpot reaches 100 million dollars…