God's Work Thru Me

So I babysat today like I always do in the mornings. I wake up at 7am, fed breakfast to Natalie who is 9 years old, pick out school clothes and put her on the bus. Then I'm back in bed by 8:30am. It's great. Natalie's a smart girl for her age, so we spend the whole morning talking about what she read in a novel or the pretend games of wizards and witches she plays with her best friend "Bunny". On this particular morning we were discussing dreams. Natalie tells me that she only ever has nightmares. She never dreams of anything else. Then Natalie says, "I need to get a bigger dream catcher, because mine isn't working". I immediately had an urge to say something about God, but I knew that her parents are not believers and I didn't want to preach or say anything that may cause me to loose my job. But without any further thinking and planning, I opened my mouth and this is what came out:
"When I have a bad dream, I say a prayer and it goes away!"
No preaching, just my personal story. I thought to myself "Wow, where did that come from? That was perfect." I felt the urge to say something, but didn't know how, opened my mouth and God took care of the rest.
But wait there's more...
Natalie responded with, "I don't go to church. I've never even been to church." and I said, "You don't have to go to church." Immediately Natalie came back with, "But I don't know how to pray." And I told her it was just like having a conversation with somebody.
That was it. She then started talking about something else. However, I know God just planted a little tiny seed inside her and that excites me. I like being used by God!