Every night, a group of kids would come forward, often uninvited, to join me. It was Bella and Emmy, Violet and Lucy, Ellie and Miles. The Phoenix squad, 5-year-olds. And then Gideon, who is 3, started joining us. They loved praying. They loved praying aloud and in front of other people. It was really sweet, really beautiful. When do we lose that joy in praying together? At what age? Can we find it again?