Article October 2, 2000 Issue

for kids

"God loves me" is a prayer

By Nancy Earl Collins

When I was about four or five years old, my family moved from Michigan to Alaska. Alaska is sometimes called the "Land of the Midnight Sun." During the summer, the sun shines just about all night long. You can go outside in the middle of the night and play! It won't be as bright as during the day, but light enough.

We didn't have a house of our own right after we moved, so we lived with my grandma and grandpa. Grandma fixed up beds for my four brothers and me downstairs in a big room that had windows all along the upper half of two walls. There were curtains on the windows, but they didn't keep out very much sunlight.

One night, not long after we'd arrived, I was lying in my bed, feeling very sad. I couldn't get to sleep with all that sunlight. And I was afraid that in the morning I would be tired and unhappy. I knew my mom, dad, and grandma prayed to God when they had a problem, so that's what I decided to do.

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