God Heals Furbabies
One day I went to visit a family in Freer that I visited often. Not
for fellowship or our long praise reports. That day, the family
called me because they were in need of prayer. When I came
over, everyone looked fine to me, so who was the prayer for?
This family had various kinds of fur babies that were treated
like their family members. When the youngest daughter
brought out two kittens who were about 6 months old, I could
tell that she wanted me to pray for them. I did not laugh one
bit, because I knew the seriousness of the request and the faith
of the youngest daughter. The parents called me because they
were ready to take the kittens to the veterinarian and have them