Overheard

I just overheard Anna praying: God, please don't let my flowers die. (Her bouquets of flowers in a vase from last Sunday's dance recital.)
Jonathan came by and said: What are you doing that for, Anna? Flowers just die. They just do.
Anna said: But God can do it, Jonathan! He can do it if he wants to.
Jonathan: It isn't going to work. Flowers have to die.
Anna: Well, I WANT to ask God to let them live. He might do it.
Jonathan shakes his head, shrugs his shoulders, and walks away.