“Mama, shall we pray?”
Paul never talks like that, using the appropriate pronoun in context. He has little language. He had Dianne’s full attention on Wednesday.
“What shall we pray, Paulie?”
His reply, “Dear Jesus. Thank you for Paulie.”
I know that sounds self-serving, his thanking God for himself. But it isn’t at all. When he wants something, he says, “do YOU want a drink?” And that means he wants a drink.
So in Paul’s unusual speech, I believe what he was saying was, ‘I thank you, dear Jesus.’
It was a very good prayer.
If you are imagining tears of broken-hearted gratitude, you are correct.
Yes, Lord, thank you for Paulie. Thank you for letting this praise come from his lips. Thank you for the many unusual words that have come from this boy these past, hard months. He is all gift.
Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen. Ephesians 3:20-21
May you all experience such a blessing from the hand of God this season. Merry Christmas!