Article January 1, 2002 ISSUE

Jenna Joy

By Wim van Koten,—USA

At night I get into my cozy bed.

My mommy comes and tucks me in.

Then I think about God for a little bit.
God is as close to me as my blanket.
God loves me very much. And God takes care of me.

Then I go to sleep.

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