So you may have stumbled upon one of our little rocks.  Here is the deal with the little rock.  The poem goes as such:

"I'm your little prayer rock and this is what I'll do. Just put me on your pillow, until the day is through.  

Then turn back the covers and climb into your bed, and WHACK!  Your little prayer rock will hit you on the head.

Then you will remember as the day is through, to kneel and say your prayers as you wanted to.

Then when you are finished dump me on the floor. I'll stay there through the nighttime to give you help once more.

When you get up in the morning Clunk!  I'll stub your toe, so that you will remember to say your prayer before you go.

Put me back upon your pillow when your bed is made, and your clever little prayer rock will continue in your aid.

Because your heavenly father cares and loves you so.  He wants you to remember to talk to him you know."