Thank you

Charlie is not shy about praying at meals. Most of the time, it’s a real quick (and I do mean quick, with all the words rather slurred together you so can barely understand what he’s saying) “Thank you for God for this food Amen!” But once in a while he melts my heart. Just today at lunch, he volunteered and said sweetly, without the spazzy speed this time: “Thank you for God for this food. And thank you Jesus for dying on the cross. Amen.” Amen indeed. Does it get any sweeter than that?