On this particular morning I asked the class if they had anything they wanted to pray about. One of my girls hand shot straight up, she waved it around urgently.
“What would you like to pray about?” I asked.
“I want to pray for my friend Dora,” she told me, “She needs help and I want God to protect her.”
Can do. I wasn’t sure who her friend was but if she needed help and protection then that’s what we will pray for. I planned to ask details later on the little girl, maybe she knew her from school.
So I began my prayer, asking God to be with her, help her, keep her safe, and provide whatever she needed to get through her trails.
I remember hearing the little girl at the table saying, “Yes, yes,” every time I asked for guidance and protection for her friend. She was really intent on getting the message to God about her friend.
Soon the prayer was over and it was snack time. Our room was connected to the nursery and during snack time we would share our snack with the nursery. That day my sister and her friend had the nursery. I opened to the door to deliver the snacks only to find my sister and her friend, lying on the floor, tears streaming from their eyes as they tried their best to control their laughter. They covered their mouths to stifle their laughs so they wouldn’t disturbed the congregation right outside their door.
“What’s so funny?” I asked confused.
After my sister finally got herself under control, she explained that Dora was indeed the little girl’s friend but she was also best friends with millions of little girls around the world- because she was a cartoon.
Y’all, I prayed for Dora the Explorer.
Eh—The heart of a child.