praying hands.
1.22.2011
my son came into the bedroom during the evening to pray to God for me. he put his hands together and asked God to help his mommy feel better. i was so moved that he initiated this prayer. he felt his job this day was to take care of me, sitting with me at times, telling me stories. He shared a little of his theology and then moved back into play mode. I took this image as he was in the theological moment post-prayer. glimpses of the sacred, even from the bed of rest (for i have the crud).
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