Doing my chores … with God!

On Christmas morning when I was nine, I thought I’d been given the best present ever. It came in a very big box. I couldn’t imagine what it was. 

When I opened it, I found a lawn mower. Wow! It was a really cool, grown-up machine. I couldn’t wait to try it! 

But just a few years later, I no longer liked the mower, and I felt like my present had been a trick. Cutting the grass wasn’t fun; it was a chore. Besides, the mower was too loud. And using it made me get too hot. 

Testimony of Healing
Healed of lifelong eczema
July 8, 2019

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