In previous posts, I have described how Smith garners some misplaced feelings for Jesus. I am not sure what to do about it.
Smith says our dinner prayer just about every night. He usually does pretty well for about three or four stanzas, and then he'll open his eyes and look to Whitley or me for a cue. Last night, after his usual intro, he looked up at me for help. I said in a prayerful voice, ". . . and please bless Lainey." His brow furrowed. He looked back at me and said, "No. Don't bless Lainey and don't bless Jesus either."
Advice? Anyone?
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