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