“Mommy, I want to pray.”
Katie’s mom turned to look at her for a long moment. The rice on the stove boiled over.
“Okay,” her mom said slowly. She set down the spoon and lowered the flame. “Where did this come from?”
“From VBS! We learned that God likes us to pray, because it means we talk to Him.” She grinned. “He likes when we talk to Him. Plus, when we pray, things get better.” She tilted her head as she looked up at her mom. “Don’t we need things to get better.”
Mom’s lips tightened like they always did when she was trying not to cry. “We sure do.”
“So let’s pray!”
Katie held out her hands for her mom to hold onto, which seemed to surprise her mom even more. Mom pulled up a kitchen chair and sat. She took hold of Katie’s hands.
“Do … you want to pray, Katie?”
“Dear God. We think you’re really great. And we need help. Love, Katie and Mom.”
Her mom smiled but she was crying.
“Do we need to pray anything else, Katie?”
“That’s pretty much it. I learned that whatever we say, He knows what to do.”
The front door flew open, slamming into the wall. Katie jumped, as always, and Mom shook her head. Justine was home.
Katie smiled as her older sister stomped into the kitchen.
“What are you guys doing?”
“We’re praying.” Katie tried to stand taller.
Justine’s face softened. Her voice dropped to a whisper. “You are?”
Justine nodded, which puzzled Katie.
“Awesome. Did you pray for our family?”
“Of course!” Katie said. “We asked God to help.”
“I mean the whole family. Like, everyone in our family tree?”
Justine looked from Katie to their mom. “We learned at Youth that if we pray for our whole family tree, God can bless everyone. It’s called generational blessings. They get blocked a lot, like a river that’s got a dam across it. When we pray, God breaks the dam.”
“Cool!” Katie said.
Their mom looked at Justine for a long time.
“Justine … have you been praying for our family tree?”
She lowered her head and nodded.
Katie felt covered with chilly bumps. “I want to learn how.”
Justine shrugged. “We just ask God to bless our family tree.”
Katie reached out her hands again, this time one for Mom and one for Justine. She smiled when they took hold of her hands.
“Dear God,” Katie said, “thank you for helping us already. Help our family, and God bless our family tree.”
“Amen,” Justine and Mom said together.
“Now,” Mom said, “who wants some burned rice?”
“I do!” Katie said. “It’s going to be the best meal ever.”
Katie grinned as Justine walked to the stove to help their mom, something she almost never did.
How many lives did God bless through this one little family’s prayers? What do you think might have happened?
When we pray as a family, or pray for our family, including the generations of our family line, amazing things start to happen, in the lives of people you have never met. All it takes is to start asking God to help. He knows how to do the rest.