Divine Intervention?

Our house has been surrounded by wasps this summer.  I'm not sure what the deal is, but there are a lot of them, and they are BIG.  Yesterday, there was one that had found its way into our living room.  I'm not a total scaredy cat when it comes to wasps, but I do have to psych myself up to kill one.  Especially a big one in my living room.  Abe went and got me the fly swatter, and when he came back, I asked if he could hold Charley while I went on the mission.  He said "Sure Mommy.  And I'll pray for you."  I love that boy.  And I love that prayer is beginning to be his first resort.  Oh, and Jack learned a new sentence.  "Bug.  Dead."