The weather forecast was possible showers this evening, so on the way home I told the kids we needed to pray for rain (so Tony wouldn't have to irrigate as much and so I wouldn't have to lug water for our little garden and our flowers).
Two little heads promptly bowed. I heard whispers. Then, "Mama, God said He would!" "He would what, Luke?" "God said He'd send rain!"
"Um, Luke, what does God sound like?"
"Luke, when God said He'd send rain, what did His voice sound like?"
"Oh, Mama! He sounded like a chicken!"
Well, whatever He sounded like to my little boy, God sent some rain tonight!