Letters March 23, 1998 Issue

Dear Sentinel,

with contributions from Elizabeth Wennerstrom, Steven R. Wennerstrom

One Christmas I was sick to my stomach. But then I thought, "'Ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.'" John 8:32. I knew I was well spiritually. Then I felt well physically.

Another time I prayed was on an airplane ride with my dad and my stuffed bunny, Flopsy. When I was on the plane from Kansas to Minneapolis, I looked out the window and that stuff. But when I went from Minneapolis to California, where my grandma lives, I noticed Flopsy was gone. There was about seven minutes left to load. My dad went to find her. I said she was by the TV, but when my dad came back, he didn't have her. He said he didn't know where she was.

I cried. My dad talked to me a little while, and I prayed on the plane. When we got to San Diego, we put her name in a lost and found report. On Monday we got a call on the answering machine saying Flopsy was getting mailed safely the next day. Now she is at my house again.

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