I should have been thrilled, but I wasn't. That night I gave God a good talking to. Why had He seen fit to heal my leg in this unconventional fashion, when I was going to have the problem fixed in a few days anyway? Why would He bother with such a trifle when He had not healed my sister's cancer or my Aunt Rosemary’s ALS? Why would He use "faith healing" to fix my leg, when all over the world people were dying from injury and disease far worse than mine, without any medical assistance?
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Thanks Jen.
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