Brooke, summer 2010, stopping to ‘pray’ (with Isa the Iguana) in the middle of the local play space
Brooke will often tell me that she is going to pray. She will say something to the effect of (I can’t remember the exact line right now), “”You stay here. I’m going over there to pray now.” I’m sure you won’t be shocked to hear that it’s a line from Godspell.
She is acting out the scene from the movie in which Jesus tells the ‘disciples’ to stay behind as he heads out to pray alone – an obvious allusion to the Garden of Gethsemane, where Jesus says, “My Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from Me; nevertheless, not as I will but as Thou wilt.”
She looks so peaceful when she ‘prays’, though I’ve always assumed at those moments that she was simply acting out a favorite scene from a favorite movie, as she so loves to do.
Sometimes she will give prayer ‘instructions’. As she sits down and assumes the position, she will tell me – or anyone within ear shot – that to pray, ‘You put your head down like this and close your eyes like this’. Last night, she did just that.
She was lying across the top of the couch, her hands pressed together and her eyes closed.
She said, “When we pray, we either put our head up or down and close our eyes and dream it.”
I’d never heard her say, ‘dream it’ before. I was fascinated by this new addition to the routine.
“You dream it, honey?” I asked.
She acknowledged my question with a quiet, “Yeah” and then added the following.
“And swirl around and feel it.”
So much for simply acting out a favorite scene from a movie. I think my daughter just taught me to pray.