A healing that left no scar

One April day I began cutting the lawn with a new power mower. The grass was damp and was clogging the chute.

Without thinking, I put my hand in the opening to clear it while the mower was running. The rotating blade cut deeply into my index finger. I quickly shut off the mower and turned wholeheartedly to God. I prayed, knowing that I could never be separated from the goodness and protective power of God.

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