A prayer for my little brother

Last Sunday night (4th October), I was on the bed with both the kids preparing them for bed. It was the end of Victoria's one week school holidays. Victoria was recovering with still the cough, but William still had flu. While he suckled, Victoria sat beside me and I asked her if she wanted to pray for her little brother.

She said OK.

Here is her prayer, the words almost exactly as I remembered it.

"Dear Lord,
I pray for William, you take away his flu.
In Jesus name, Amen."

I am so touched. She asked me where is God. I said His house is up in the sky. Very high up. It's called Heaven, and God is so big He can see and hear us.