Friday, August 17, 2007

...And for those who have no one to pray for them...

Unfortunately this is not the kind of prayer request that will lead to an immediate answer. This is more of an ongoing prayer request.

This morning before 7:00, our doorbell rang. Of course I thought the worst, and went scrambling for my robe and my glasses to go answer the door.

It was Adventure Boy (age 5), in a filthy T-shirt, sandals on the wrong feet, carrying a large wrestler toy and an even larger "Brother Bear" and wearing a safari hat and binoculars.

Obviously he was ready for just about anything that early in the morning!

However, we were not ready for anything at that hour. In fact, no one else was awake. I told him that it was too early to play and that he had to go back home. Then after I closed the door I thought maybe I should follow him and make sure he went home. So I found some shoes and headed back out the front door, only to find him coming down the path from the back of the house--he had tried to visit our backyard neighbors when I told him it was too early!

I escorted him down the driveway and began walking down the street with him, and then saw his grandmother standing in front of the house.

Very slowly, Adventure Boy walked home.

St. John Bosco, pray for him and for all the Adventure Boys of the world. And while you're praying, pray for me and all the neighbors of Adventure Boys. We need to know what to do.

1 comment:

Abigail said...

I'll pray for Adventure Boy. I've got a 7 year old "adventure girl" as a neighbor who is also breaking my heart. My oldest kid is only 4 and way younger than Adventure girl in experience. I've had to put sharp restrictions on the where and when of play because my kids are so little & we have a newborn at our house. Instead of early morning visits, Adventure Girl visits our home late at night -9 PM and wonders why my 2 & 4 year old can't come outside to play. Excuses like "dinner/bath/bedtime" don't mean anything so night after night its the same routine.The doorbell rings again and again "can't they come out now?" I get frustrated easily with her now.

Then something happens like my husband telling me that he saw Adventure Girl at our apartment pool and she doesn't own a bathsuit, just swims in a tee shirt and shorts. And I think "och, that is poverty- the broken shoelaces and no bedtime must also come from a Mom who is just really overwhelmed."

St. John Bosco is a good saint to pray to for her and Adventure Boy. Please let me know if you get any insights on this challenge.