Do you remember being tucked into bed as a little child?
I thought about it on the way home last night.
A child forever remembers their good night kisses.
If I close my eyes. . .
I can still see my mom sitting on the side of my bed. .
listening to my prayers.
I remember the prayer I likely prayed hundreds of times.
Now I lay me down to sleep. .
I pray thee Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake.. .
I pray thee Lord my sould to take.
Later. . .
I prayed simple prayers from my heart. . .
thanking the Lord for those in my family. . .
for the missionaries that we knew. . .
and for the people that we hoped would pray the prayer . . .
that the Lord would take their soul. . .if they should die before they woke.
Last night. . .
as I lay down my head. . .
my heart gave thanks. . .
that one little boy. .