Dear Sentinel

Once when I was riding my bicycle, I lost my balance I was turning into my driveway. I feel, with my bike falling on top of me, and scraped my knees. My dad carried me inside. Right then I knew that actually I had never fallen out of God's arms. This helped me stop being afraid. I have been learning in Sunday School that God is All, so there is no room for error, or hurt, of any kind. Error is just a lie that tries to interfere with God's thoughts. I knew that my prayers were working and that there is only one God. He is always taking care of me and watching over me with love. I was healed immediately.

Austin Lines Salt Lake City, Utah

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