Whenever I need big-time prayers, I go to the big guns: my 6-year-old great-niece, Leah. This past summer when Hurricane Irma was about to decimate Florida, Leah prayed for the “hurricane to go away” and especially that her “Tee Tee Nancy” wouldn’t be scared. Irma didn’t go away, but it did decrease enough in strength that at least my house didn’t blow away. So, I put that in the win column for Leah’s answered prayers. Plus, I wasn’t afraid, so that’s two wins for Leah.