Prayer for wind

Last weekend David offered a blessing on the food. It went something like this:

Thank you that I could go to playgroup. Please bless Mary's rash that it will get better. And make it windy tomorrow so that I can fly my kite.

So he forgot to actually ask a blessing on the food, but somehow I doubt God minded.

Playgroup had been really fun. Mary's rash did start getting better that evening. And it was windy enough at Grammy's house the next day to fly his kite.

He's off! Up, up, and away...

Hooray for prayer!