One day last week James was in time out in his room for riding his bicycle away when I was trying to get him home-like he was riding turbo speed and I had to chase him on foot while yelling for him to stop-a little embarrassing for me. I was sitting on the couch feeding Carrie listening to his crying which would go loud to quiet and back when all the sudden I hear him say in a very loud desperate longing voice, Heavenly Father, please help me to get out of here! Sure enough his prayer was answered very quickly when I walked to his room gave him a big hug (after I laughed a good bit) and let him out.
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What a sweet story. I love it! You really are an answer to his prayers! :)
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