Some commentators equate in my name with in my character or according to my will. My Baby Bear may only be three, but his recent prayers certainly reflect a a love for God and a concern for His will. This week, at dinner:

“I hab a pwawer wequest! I hab a pwawer wequest!”
“Yes, dear?”
“Dat God bewieves and can go up to heaben one day. So He can be wit us. And dat God not be hit by a car.”

Yeah, I think that prayer will be answered.

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