On one ski with God

ONE MONDAY, I was out waterskiing with my Sunday School teacher. I was showing her how I had learned to slalom at camp this summer. But I fell, and my ski slammed against my jaw. When my Sunday School teacher picked me up, she hugged me and told me that God was with me, and that I could trust that all was well.

I was frightened! I thought my jaw was broken. My jaw hurt so badly that I couldn't move it to speak. But I had learned in Sunday School that I "live and move and have my being" in God (see Acts 17:28) and that in Him nothing bad could ever really happen to us. So, my teacher and I prayed, as we sat quietly by the water for a while. I knew that God was right there with me, and soon I felt relaxed and calm.

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