Testimony of Healing August 5, 1972 Issue

One day in summer we went to the lake

Melissa Harrison with contributions from Roberta J. Harrison, David T. Harrison, Helen S. Armstrong

One day in summer we went to the lake. We hung a rope from a tree. We could swing over the water. When it was my turn, I didn't swing far enough and fell on a rock and cut myself. My mom and dad were coming in the boat. I told them about it, and we got a band-aid and covered the cut. I knew that God was with me, and then I went on playing. The cut healed, and it didn't bother me.

My family likes to water-ski. I wouldn't have any part in it. I said I didn't like it. Every time my dad tried to get me on skis I was afraid. I cried. So one Friday night my mom and I read the story of Peter walking on the water to Jesus (see Matt. 14:29-31). Peter sank when he was afraid. Jesus believed in God so clearly that he knew there was no error to cause fear, and he helped Peter. I knew that God was with me. That means that good was with me all the time, everywhere.

Then the next time we went water-skiing I tried to ski. I liked it so much that by the end of the summer I could ski on two skis or one ski. I wanted to ski whenever there was a chance.

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