A MOTHER'S long-distance PRAYER

THE PHONE RANG. It was my son, Chase, calling from school. He blurted out that he was in great pain.

He was scheduled to be in a strenuous sports class in ten minutes. His school requires that anyone who misses a class must go to the school infirmary, or else they're counted as cutting the class. Chase couldn't even stand up, much less walk to the infirmary. He needed help.

Although I longed be there to comfort my son, I fully trusted that the love of his Father-Mother God was already tenderly embracing and holding him.

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