When I was five I had a sore throat

When I was five I had a sore throat. I went to school with my dad. They asked me if I wanted to stay. I wanted to stay at school because I knew that God was protecting me. Because I felt safe from error, I could enjoy my day.

I forgot about it, and the next day it was all healed. I proved that the sore throat was a lie.

March 6, 1978

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