Ben has a weekly homework packet. He brings it home on Mondays and has to turn it in by Friday. He usually finishes it Monday or Tuesday and turns it in at that point. This week he finished his homework Tuesday, but lost it. I thought maybe he'd turned it in, but he insisted it was lost at home somewhere. We've been looking for it for three days.
This morning I asked him about it again, and suggested he might have to ask his teacher for another packet. I was scurrying around getting things ready to take the kids to school. When I turned back to where Ben was, he held his finger up to his lip and said, "Shhhh. I'm praying to find my homework." I figured it couldn't hurt, and went out to brush the snow off the car. When I came back in, he said, "I found it!" "You found your homework?" I asked, "Yes," he said, "It was under a pillow on the couch." I was amazed. I told him he must have a lot of faith. "Yes, I do," he said.
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