Prayer for Whats lost

Yesterday was a lovely day.
My son was outside and when I went to say hello to him. He was rather upset over a 1 inch "guy" that had fallen out of his Lego creation of a motorcycle. He was desperate. I found him pulling at the grass and very frustrated. Asking him what was happening he responded, close to tears, that he was playing and had lost the guy who was riding in his motor cycle. I asked him where the play had taken place. He and I scoured the yard and stirred the rocks near the teeter totter, for several minutes, looking for some time with to avail. I gave him my best counsel.
"When I cant find something I ask God to help me out, because he knows the whole planet" I said to him, and asked him if he had asked him. My son refused the advices so I told him how very sorry I was that he had lost it, but that I was not going to waist any time continuing to look if he was not at least willing to ask for Gods help. I told him that if he asks God to help him I would be more than happy to come back out and look. I came in and asked God to soften his heart and if God would help us to find it to build the child's faith.
Some time passed. I heard one heart wrenching little boy crying, and it began to come closer to the door in he approached. Just undone in tears. Beside himself, he told how he had looked every where. "I even asked God to help me" he said...
Oh well if you asked him for help I'll agree with you in that and come out to look with you. I am sure we'll find it then.

We went out together and after 5 more minutes of searching I looked down right beside the teeter totter and right there on the stones sat the "tiny 1/4 by 1 inch little black figure, right there in plain sight (we had already searched the area). I reached down and picked it up and bent down to my sweet son eye to eye and said to him..."son you asked God , then we asked together... In the scripture it said that when two or more agree and ask it shall be done as the believe..." I opened my hand and gave him the toy...He fell apart and just sobbed with the glee of delight and the pain of a life time poured out a humble little spirit. Holding me and trembling,shaking with amazement. I tenderly told him "I love you" he thanked me and I told him he was welcome for my help but that it was God who had found the toy and to thank him. When he calmed a little I thanked him for listening to my counsel. We thanked God liberally and rejoiced together.

This moment in time was a very poignant moment with my Son. He healed deeply in that moment. He has had a bit of an edge every sense we adopted him at 10 months from a very abusive environment of deprivation and neglect. He respected Me in in a very reverence way. It is like he has gained this very deeply felt security and safety. He is like a changed child not so angry under the surface as he has always been. He has an ease about him today that is remarkable.
He even tested this whole process out last night. We had Taco Bell and I usually do not share my seal as a point of principle my husband insists on (I would never get to eat a meal in peace).
Well I had enough of my Mexican pizza(no cheese extra tomatoes:) and thought that perhaps Dash might like it (rarely have I ever felt that it was more than enough but I have been dieting).
I asked dash if he might like to finish it for me. He exclaimed! I prayed that you would give it to me MOM!
Wow it was so sweet! the interactions are like this all day today.