No room for evil

One afternoon before dinner, I was climbing into our clubhouse, and I heard a buzzing noise. Something was zooming around the top level. When I got there, a bee stung me several times on the wrist. It hurt.

I went to my bedroom to try to do something about it. There was a red dot on my wrist. I put a bandage on my wrist. Then I prayed to God. The thought came to me that there is no room for evil in God's kingdom. If there's no room for anything evil, we can't be hurt.

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