The three-year-old daughter prayed, “God bless Mommy, God bless Daddy, God bless Grandma, good-bye, Grandpa,” as her father was putting her to bed.
He enquired, “Why good-bye, Grandpa?” “It felt right,” she said simply.
The family found out that Grandpa had died the following morning. The dad brushed it off as a coincidence.
Grandma passed on the following day after she prayed, “Goodbye Grandma,” months later.
The father became terrified when he discovered his daughter could foretell deaths.
She said, “Goodbye Daddy,” at the end of one night’s prayer.
He worked until midnight because he was so terrified. He eventually calmed down and left for home when nothing happened.
“Why were you so late?” enquired his spouse.
“You wouldn’t believe my day,” he said.
And she said, “Yours? In the middle of a meeting, my boss passed away!
The 3-year-old daughter was saying her nightly prayer as her father was putting her to bed:
“May God grant blessings to Mommy, Daddy, and Grandmother. Goodbye, Grandpa.
He questioned, bewildered, “Why good-bye, Grandpa?”
She gave a shrug. “It felt natural.”
They received the startling news that Grandpa had died the following morning.
The father dismissed it as an accident.
She prayed once more before going to bed a few months later:
“Goodbye, Grandmother.”
Grandma was gone by the following day.
The father became anxious whenever his daughter prayed since he was now certain that she had some uncanny talent.
One evening, she concluded by saying, “Goodbye, Daddy.”
Panic struck. He avoided anything even slightly perilous, called in sick, slept very little, and was tense all day. He was still alive when midnight arrived.
Tired but victorious, he drove home with relief.
He was met at the entrance by his wife. “What’s causing your lateness?”
“You wouldn’t believe the day I had,” he murmured, still gasping for air.
She let out a sigh. “Explain it to me. In the midst of a meeting, my boss died!