So apparently on Friday afternoon, Eliza was playing in the bathroom and somehow locked the door. The doors, locks and hardware in this old rowhouse are tricky enough for an adult, let alone a little 4 year old girl. Anyway, she's locked in the bathroom and can't seem to unlock the door. She's stuck. Jenny tries to help give her instructions from outside the bathroom door to no avail. It's time for Jenny to go get Eve from school. She's got no choice, she has to leave Eliza locked in the bathroom. (for those of you who were about to call Pennsylvania Child Protective Services, we live about 300 yards from the school) When she gets home, Eliza is still locked in the bathroom. Jenny calls a neighbor who has the same kind of lock and a matching key to come over. But before the neighbor gets here, Eliza finally figured out how to turn the lock the right way. I asked her about it.
Me: Eliza, how did you finally get out of the bathroom?
Eliza: I said a prayer to Heavenly Father and then he helped me know how to turn the lock.
We're grateful that Eliza has taken the charge to "pray in your closets and in your secret chambers" to heart. And we're even more grateful that the Lord hears and answers prayers, anytime, anywhere. Even the prayers of a confused little child.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
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I'm pretty sure something like this happened in Mom & Dad's bathroom more than once - but we actually locked ourselves out, and I bet Mom wasn't around. I think this must be a common prayer!
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Jodi
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