We had visitors at dinner time. It was time for them to leave when our
daughter sharon offered to lead us in prayer;
“Dear God,
I thank you for giving me such lovable parents,
Thank you for the visitors and their children who ate all my cookies and
icecream.
Bless them so that they shall never have to come to our home for
supper.
Forgive the boy who was wrestling with my sister on her bed and
the naughty girl for eating sausage on my brother’s pants as he slept on the
settee,
and this winter please send clothes to all those poor naked
ladies in Daddy’s Cell phone,
& build shelter to the homeless men who sleep
with
mum when dad is at work …Amen.”