In Protector’s hands.

‘Bye.. bye…good night dear God’, a six-year-old me said while going to sleep beside my mother. She didn’t really like me bidding good bye to God. She then corrected me there and then and told me to pray like this,’ Dear Lord, thank you for this beautiful day you gifted me today and as I am going to sleep, be with me and protect me so that I may be able to wake up to praise your name once again’.

When I go to sleep each day, I remember this prayer and pray silently thanking God for everything and also thanking my mother for bringing me nearer to my God each day.

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