Kids' Prayers
One Sunday in a midwest city a young child was "acting up" during
the morning worship hour. The parents did their best to maintain some
sense of order in the pew but were losing the battle. Finally the
father picked the little fellow up and walked sternly up the aisle on
his way out. Just before reaching the safety of the foyer the little
one called loudly to the congregation, "Pray for me! Pray for me!"
A father was listening to his child say his prayer "Dear Harold".
At this, dad interrupted and said, "Wait a minute, "How come you
called God, "Harold"? The little boy looked up and said, "That's what
they call Him in church. You know the prayer we say, "Our Father, who
art in Heaven, Harold be Thy name."
And this particular four-year-old prayed: "And forgive us our trash
baskets as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets."
During the minister's prayer one Sunday, there was a loud whistle
from one of the back pews. Gary's mother was horrified. She pinched
him into silence, and after church, asked: "Gary, whatever made you do
such a thing?" Gary answered soberly: "I asked God to teach me to
whistle... And He just then did!"
One night Mike's parents overheard this prayer. "Now I lay me down
to rest, and hope to pass tomorrow's test, if I should die before I
wake, that's one less test I have to take."
A five-year-old said grace at family dinner one night. "Dear God,
thank you for these pancakes." When he concluded, his parents asked
him why he thanked God for pancakes when they were having chicken. He
smiled and said, "I thought I'd see if He was paying attention
tonight."
A little boy's prayer. "Dear God, please take care of my daddy and
my mommy and my sister and my brother and my doggy and me. Oh, please
take care of yourself, God. If anything happens to you, we're gonna be
in a big mess."
A rabbi said to a precocious six-year-old boy: "So your mother says
your prayers for you each night? Very commendable. What does she say?"
The little boy replied, "Thank God he's in bed!"
A woman invited some people to dinner. At the table, she turned to
her six-year-old daughter and said, "Would you like to say the
blessing?" "I wouldn't know what to say," the little girl replied.
"Just say what you hear Mommy say," the mother said. The little girl
bowed her head and said, "Dear Lord, why on earth did I invite all
these people to dinner?"
Johnny had been misbehaving and was sent to his room. After a while
he emerged and informed his mother that he had thought it over and
then said a prayer. "Fine," said the pleased mother. "If you ask God
to help you not misbehave, He will help you." "Oh, I didn't ask Him to
help me not misbehave," said Johnny. "I asked Him to help you put up
with me."
A little boy was overheard praying: "Lord, if You can't make me a
better boy, don't worry about it. I'm having a real good time like I
am!"
