It's never too late to pray

Each time I witness a demonstration of God’s power, I am profoundly grateful—but some healings continue to bless me in tangible ways many years after they’ve occurred. This is one of those experiences.

Christmas in Canberra, Australia, is typically hot and dry, and this day—two days after the holiday—was a particularly hot one. My son, 13 years old at the time, asked if we could drop him and his friend at the public swimming pool in town. My husband and I needed to do some grocery shopping, so we agreed to drop the boys off and pick them up in a couple of hours when we had finished. Both boys were confident swimmers, and we knew the pool was well supervised.

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