At work, we have a sitting area near my door for people waiting to be scheduled for surgery. I hear kids say the darndest things outside my door sometimes. But today, this is the conversation I am hearing. So sweet. Picture a 7 yr old sister reading to her 14 month old brother, one word at a time:
Our.. Father.. Who.. Art.. In.. Heaven...
"Hollowed".. Be.. The, thy.. Name...
Thy.. Kingdom.. Come.. Thy.. Will.. Be.. Done...
"Bubba, are you lllistening?" (in her sassy seven-year-old voice)
On.. Eeaarrth.. As.. It.. Is.. In.. Heaven...
Give.. Us.. This.. Day.. Our.. Daily.. Bread...
And.. For.. Give.. Us.. Our.. Tres.. Pass.. Es...
"Bubba, take that out of your mouth. Right now. I mean it."
As.. We.. Forgive.. Those.. Who.. Tres.. Pass.. Against.. Us...
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