I woke this morning after 20 hours of travel and several days of little sleep feeling really lousy: foul stomach, headache, …worse jetlag ever! My 2 year-old son Nathan climbed up on the bed and I said, “Nathan, want to pray for Daddy?” He said, “Sure! I pway for Daddy…” Then he laid his little hand on my stomach and repeated after me a simple prayer for healing. I got about half an hour later, showered, got dressed, and then realized I was completely healed! Now, several hours, later, I feel perfectly normal. Hardly a hint of jetlag! Praise the Lord!! Yeah!!