Until our son was four years old...

Until our son was four years old he was almost constantly ill. On one occasion he had a high fever, and the doctor said that there was no hope for his life. I got on my knees and prayed to God to save the child. Then I went to my store, praying all the way. When I got on my knees to arrange some goods in a floor case, I thought of our boy, and I prayed again with tears in my eyes. A woman with two small children came in. I wiped my eyes so that my tears would not be noticed, but when I got up she said, "Why, you seem to be in trouble."

I answered, "Yes, I am afraid I am going to lose my boy."

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