I was flipping through the Jesus Storybook Bible and found a story to read to Rhema about prayer. As usual, it seemed like the message was just for her and just for me straight from the heart of God.
“When you pray, don’t pray like those Extra-Super-Holy-People. They think if they say lots of words, God will hear them. But it’s not because you’re so clever, or good, or so important, that God will listen to you. God listens to you because he loves you.
Did you know that God is always listening to you? Did you know that God can hear the quietest whisper deep inside your heart, even before you’ve started to say it? So you don’t need to use long words or special words. Because God knows exactly what you need even before you ask him.”
We didn’t rush over those thoughts. We chewed every morsel as I wrote the words down and she re-traced them or scribbled over them. We practiced spelling on the letter board.
And then I asked her, “Rhema, what do you pray for? Can you tell me?”
I really don’t have words to describe what happened next. It’s a moment that has changed me and changed our family forever, I am shaking and laughing and crying as I write this. Four words. The first sentence she has ever spelled for me…
And I wondered if anyone would believe me when I told them about Rhema’s prayer. I wondered if I would believe me.
So I grabbed an iPad to record her. I asked her to spell it again, and she did.
This is her prayer.
This is His answer.
“I HAVE MY VOICE.” ~Rhema, age 11