An Innocent Faith

A friend of mine, Joan,  gave me this one.  A child was heard to say the alphabet over and over, very slowly.  Finally, grandpa asked her what she was doing.  "Praying," grandpa.  "I pray all the letters to God and God puts them together to form the words of my prayer.  God knows what I want better than I do."  I am humbled to think that this child's faith is so much deeper than mine.  How about your faith?  Are you still trying to say the exact words, or the exact formula, so God will know what you want?  Unless we become like little children, what chance have we got for holiness?