New blessings I see.
This morning I told Serena I was going to the Dr today, to see if they needed to take my tonsils out.
Here is our conversation:
Her: Will it hurt
Me: Yeah, but they'll give me medicine for it.
Her: Okay, take my hands.
I gave her my hands, and she says
"Let's pray."
That's right, my 8 year initiated praying for me. She prayed that the Dr wouldn't have to take out my tonsils, and that it wouldn't hurt me.
It was sweet as pie and a memory I will engrave deep in my brain, to never be forgotten.
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