Kimball found this great stick. He was totally excited. He was throwing it in the air, attempting to bring down some "witches hair," or Spanish Moss, at Middleton Place. You can guess what happened, the stick got stuck in the tree. What a disappointment, and any of you with 6 year old boys know the drama that comes with disappointing events. He cried and cried, he pled with daddy to put him on his shoulders to get it down (that only reached about half way). The stick was a goner. Joel and I started to walk away and turned to see Kimball kneeling in prayer. Oh dear. What now? Just as Kimball started to stand up, the once absent wind picked up and the stick fell out of the tree. Are you kidding me? Wow, Heavenly Father really does answer prayers, even the somewhat silly ones! I love this talk about the Lord's tender mercies. Thank you Kimball, for your sweet faith.
7 comments:
Love, love, love that story, thanks for sharing!
What a sweet picture of the two best friends! That's such a lovely story, yall have taught them well!
Oh my gosh, what a sweet story. A good reminder that we all need a little more faith.
that is the cutest story. I belive it. God would make the wind blow to answer the prayer of such a faithful little boy. God is love.
That's my Kimball. . . I just hope Elle and Tate can learn this lesson as well.
Oh that is awesome... he will love reading that later... SO cute
That is so sweet it got me all teared up. So nice to see your adorable family. So glad you blog!
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