I’m not sure of the protocol for praying for a frog, but I took my chances this morning and did it the best way I knew how.
As my husband and I poured bleach onto our driveway, we didn’t see the frog in the grass next to the driveway and accidentally got bleach on the little guy.
We felt terrible, and immediately my husband got out the hose to wash the frog off. Meanwhile, I prayed: “Dear God! This poor little frog! Help him! His eyes must be burning – help him, please!”
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