As the meal was prepared, the father and older daughters filled water cups for everyone. Meanwhile, the younger children visited softly with one another, calm and content until the pizzas were brought to the table.
Then it happened.
One of the youngest little boys turned to his mom and asked, “Mom, can we pray now so we can eat?”
For a moment, I thought I had misheard him. But then, in unison, I heard: “In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost.” Together they prayed, right there in the middle of a busy restaurant.
I was stunned in the best possible way. I had never seen a family I didn’t know pray publicly before a meal in a restaurant. It wasn’t a performance. It wasn’t for show. It was natural, faithful, and rooted in love. In a world where it often feels easier to keep faith private, this small act of devotion radiated something powerful.
It reminded me of the theme of the National Christ Child Society Conference I attended last week. We spoke about the courage it takes to live our mission boldly in today’s world: serving children, advocating for families, and letting faith guide our actions, not just in church pews or behind closed doors, but wherever God places us.
This family’s prayer was a living witness to that same theme. They didn’t hide their light. They didn’t wait until they were home. They offered thanks in the middle of an ordinary lunch, reminding me that holiness is often found in the most ordinary moments.
In that simple, public prayer, this family became the light of Christ for me. Their quiet witness reminded me that faith doesn’t have to be loud to be powerful; it only needs to shine where it is, unafraid and unashamed. Just as the conference encouraged us to carry Christ’s light into the world, that family brought it into a pizza shop, and in doing so, they lit a spark in my own heart.
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