Testimony of Healing December 8, 2008 Issue

Never give up

Omari

I like to ride on my dirt bike. Since there aren't a lot of good bike paths through the woods, I mostly have to ride around the streets in my neighborhood.

One day I rode my bike behind my friend's house, and the tires slipped on a muddy patch. I fell and landed on some cement. I badly skinned my knee, and it hurt a lot. My friend called my grandmother on the phone. She talked to me about God. She assured me that God was right there with me, and that I was His image and likeness. Immediately I felt better. Knowing that God was with me helped me stay calm.

It was a short ride from my friend's house. So I got on my bike and rode home. Once I brought the bike into the garage, I looked down and noticed that my pant leg was messy. Then I remembered I'd fallen! But my leg wasn't hurting anymore. The healing was so quick that I'd forgotten all about the accident on my way home.

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