Betsy decided to write down all the things she was afraid of about camp and then ask God about each of them.
As a kid, she’d loved Christian Science. But as high school graduation neared, none of what she’d learned in Sunday School made sense anymore. Or so she thought.
This camp counselor hadn’t had many healings of his own when he injured himself at camp. But even though the injury didn’t seem like a big deal, he realized this was still an opportunity to pray.
I couldn’t feel or even see where the bee had stung me. The mark was totally gone.