At lunch a couple of day ago, it was "Inger's" turn to pray.
"Dear Jesus, Thank you for this food. Help Daddy to come home safely. Help Josh to not get....What color is it, Mommy?....brown shirt. Help him to obey the staff. Amen"
Little ears are always around and listening....and understanding.
This precious prayer from the heart of my sweetie rings true in my heart.
P.S. Being brown-shirted is the worst punishment at Agape Boys' Ranch, where "Hoss" resided.