Before the lights go out at bedtime we always say prayers, and this particular night my son chose the five-finger prayer card that rests on his nightstand. We focused on the ring finger: “My ringer finger is weak and cannot stand alone well. Pray for the weak and sick.”
The wheels turned in my son’s mind as he thought with extra care about who fit into this category.
“Daddy,” he said. “We can pray for Daddy because his spinal cord is hurt.”