Morning Prayer A little boy knelt on the hill behind his family’s home. His knees were dark with dampened earth from morning dew-soaked loam. His brown eyes squinted from the sun just rising in the sky. Bowing his head, he prayed for peace and thanked God with a smile. Another hill, another child, knelt down and prayed for same. Speaking his native language he intoned a different name. Throughout the world the children pray to their own Creator. They ask for peace, food to eat, and time to grow up later. Their mothers pray that someday they will live in peace as neighbors.
