Soul snatcher?

>> Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Mommy: Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep;

Child: Lord? What Lord? Lord of the rings? Lord of the fly’s!? And what’s my soul…can I still dance without it?

Mommy: if I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take, Amen.

Child: Amen? Wait a minute did you say DIE! What do you mean, die? Is that Lord guy going to kill me and take my soul? Is that him under the bed! I’m sleeping with you FOREVER!

As a child I never understood this prayer, even now as an adult it still kind of creeps me out. My daughter has a little stuffed lamb that says this prayer but the second verse is much sweeter. It says “the angles watch me though the night and keep me in their blessed sight.” Angles are a lot less likely to create fear in small children, don’t ya think.

I started praying regularly with my first son, he was about two and saying a little prayer with him was part of his bed time routine. To be honest it was more for me, not really knowing how to pray, it was good practice and a two year old has no idea if you don’t know what you’re doing.
He loved to ask God to bless his Grammy and Papa and we both got comfort knowing he felt safe to drift off to sleep under Gods watch. Anything is better than worrying that someone might snatch your soul in the dark…I should know.

I realized that my Son knew the full power of prayer at the age of four, I heard him cry out to God from the bathroom one day. Well actually he screamed out for me first…I am his mother after all. I came running to the bathroom, flung open the door to find him on the toilet bent over red faced.

“What…what’s the matter,” I asked him.

He looked up at me with tears in his little eyes and begged...
 “Mom please pray for me, my poop in stuck in my butt and won’t come out!”

Now that my dear friends is what they mean by having faith like a child, we should all follow his example and reach up to God first before falling in the pit…or the toilet whatever the case might be. Oh if you are suffering from the same affliction my son needed prayer may want to keep that one off your Church’s prayer request leaflet…just a suggestion.

I have been driven many times to my knees by the overwhelming conviction that I had nowhere else to go. ~Abraham Lincoln

Night Prayer: 

Watch, O Lord,
with those who wake,
or watch or weep tonight,
and give your angels charge
over those who sleep.

Tend your sick ones,
O Lord Jesus Christ;
rest your weary ones;
bless your dying ones;
soothe your suffering ones;
pity your afflicted ones;
shield your joyous ones;
and all for your love's sake.

This ancient prayer, attributed to Saint Augustine of Hippo


Marlene November 17, 2010 at 5:10 PM  

When I was a kid, I read a short story from a religious book. Well, in it, the kid is dying (great book for a kid...aaack!)...and he is in so much pain, he just wants to "go be with God".

His friend tells him if he sleeps with his elbow on the mattress, hand pointed up toward the ceiling, God will come for him.

Do you know how many months I worried that I was ACCIDENTALLY sleeping with my hand in the air???!!!

Rose November 17, 2010 at 8:14 PM  

i think it's important to pray with our children. your sharing of your son in the bathroom was funny. thanks rose

Cheryl D. November 17, 2010 at 8:57 PM  

I'm not a religious person, but I think prayer of some sort is important.

Staci November 18, 2010 at 12:06 AM  

I always thought the same thing about that prayer! =)Hopping back through… and a new follower too!

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Leanne November 18, 2010 at 9:20 AM  

I just think you are one of the best people around, and I really really mean that. I love this post, I love all your posts, you bring me smiles and joy and make me think (now, I don't necessary like "thinking" because that usually gets me in trouble, but in this case, I am so completely grateful to know you.) You are a dear friend, even though we've never met. I have a feeling if we met - we'd get in lots of trouble together. :) :) :)

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