The boo-boo was gone!

I was walking in the woods with my grandma. We were kind of racing. She was showing me how fast she could run. Then I showed her how fast I could go. I didn’t hear her tell me to stop running ahead of her.

I didn’t see (or hear) the bee that was buzzing through the woods, and I ran right into it. It stung me on the hand, and I cried. My grandma saw me run into the bee, and she told me how much God loves me. To me that means that God wouldn’t want me to get hurt and doesn’t let me get hurt.

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