When I was four years old, there were some nails around our...

When I was four years old, there were some nails around our back door, because my brother was making a playhouse. Walking out the back door, I tripped and fell and a long nail went into my knee. I went to my mother, and she got a washcloth and said, One, two, three, and pulled the nail out. And then we talked about being healed right away.

I am God's perfect child. We knew only good could touch me because I am surrounded by God's love. I was healed by the second day.

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