“Chat”

The other night, Noah was restless and not sleeping well so I rocked him in his room trying to get him to relax.  As I was rocking him, I was thinking that it has been quite a while since I prayed.  For some reason I couldn’t concentrate and was just floundering for words.  I couldn’t quite figure it out, weird as it is.  Noah was still restless at the time, but quite, until the time I realized I was struggling with praying.  All of a sudden he said “Cha”.  I ignored him the first time and when he said it again, it was like he was trying to tell me something.  So I asked him if he was saying “chair”.  He said “Cha” again and I asked if he said “Chat”.  Then, he just turned his head and zonked out.  Maybe it was late at night, but it just felt like he was telling me to chat with God.  I forget sometimes that instead of asking and thanking, I should just chat with God, like he was my best friend, telling him what was going on in my life and my worries and fears.  I do believe that small children have, for lack of better explanation, a six sense that they lose over time.  Maybe God was sending a message through Noah, or maybe Noah just wanted to say “Cha”, but I ended up having one of the best chats I have had in a long time.