When I was a young child in the mid 50's I had a terrible time with warts all over my hands. As you know children can be very cruel to each other, so I was constantly hiding my hands and when alone would try to bite them off. I finally put my childish problem in the hands of God. I prayed to him and told Him that if he would just take them away I would give my Ginny doll and all the clothes I had for her to my neighbor's daughter. When I awoke the next morning they were all gone. I tore my bed apart looking for some sign of them in my bed sheets or anywhere around my bed. THEY WEREN'T THERE!! I told my mother what I had prayed for and she asked me if I was sure I wanted to give away my most prized possessions? I told her that I had promised God and a promise was a promise. To this day I still believe in the power of prayer and have never regretted giving in return. Thank you for letting me share this with you. Chris Leckington, Albany, Oregon

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