When I was about three years old, I had a three-wheel bike

When I was about three years old, I had a three-wheel bike. I was told not to go down a large hill near our home. But I was not obedient and went down the hill anyway. Another boy, who was behind me on his big-wheel bike, came down the hill too soon, and he hit me in the back. I went off to the side and cut my ankle.

When I got home, my mom told me to pray, and to know that God was right there helping me. We kept on praying, and the next day I was well. So now I try to remember to always obey, and to listen for God's guidance.

BRANDON R. KENT
Lakeville, Minnesota

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