In a Northern hospital a little girl was to undergo a dangerous operation. She was placed upon the table and the surgeon was about to give her ether.
“Before we can make you well, we must put you to sleep.”
She spoke up sweetly, and said, “Oh, if you are going to put me to sleep, I must say my prayers first.”
So she got on her knees and said the child’s prayer, “Now I lay me down to sleep.”
Afterwards, the surgeon said, he himself prayed that night for the first time in thirty years. No one can tell what power a little child has, even on those who are older in years.