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Tuesday, March 23, 2010

A childlike finger of a feeling…

Carly Ellis provided the following story and excerpt. Like Caitlyn’s story, I also found this to be very humorous as well. This story illustrates how kids are indeed the makeup of God’s creation, representing joy, humility, and humbleness all the same time. Perhaps the story also demonstrates the power of prayer for a child in a playful manner in the form of a testimony. I hope you enjoy reading Carly’s text here.



“I was tossing a football around with a boy named Nick. He was in the third grade. I threw the football to him and he jammed his finger! I felt so terrible! So, he started crying... No, not crying... Sobbing! I went up to him and sat him in my lap. After I apologized to him, I asked him which finger got hurt. Through salty tears he said "This one!" as he touched his middle finger on his left hand. I asked him where it was hurting and again, he said "Right here!" pointing to his whole finger.

Then, I asked him if he wanted to pray over his finger. At first he said no. But, I told him that if we prayed over his finger, it might make it feel better. So he said ok. "Alright" I said, "We have to close our eyes!" So, he did. Then, I said "All you have to say is 'Dear God'..." He repeated me in between sobs. "Please help my finger to feel better, amen!" After we said our amens, I looked at him and told him that we could go find a bandaid to keep his finger straight. "No, it feels better!" he replied as his tears dried up. "Really?" I said, "Well, maybe we should put the football down for a few minutes... You know, take a break." "No!" he said, "I want to keep playing football!" So I told him ok and we kept playing!

I love God and I love kids... So much! :)”

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1 comment:

  1. TerriTalksMarch 25, 2010 at 12:34 PM

    James,

    Can't wait to hear about the trip. It looks like it was so much fun and you even got to use the trip to help you post your YouTube video. Very clever. BTW: Your previous post that talks about Clifford, I found very humorous. That is because his first year in college he served as a counselor in our church's youth group and was worship leader at our new contemporary service. The girls swooned over him back then so its nice to know some things never change.

    Terri

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