Sofie’s “Our Father”
So, it’s Saturday evening and we decide to eat supper while watching the Olympics. The TV is off, and we grab hands to say the prayer. Sofie begins, “Our Father, how are you today?”
Which . . .
If you think about it . . .
Does sound an awful lot like “hallowed be thy name.”
I somehow kept it together to say a brief prayer. But once that was done, I couldn’t hold back the chuckles.
I like Sofie’s version of the “Our Father” quite a bit.