The power of prayer
I needed some supplies from a Sunday school cupboard that was seldom used and was secured with a lock. I didn’t know the combination, but our clergyman offered to give it a try.
Father Jack placed his fingers on the lock’s dial and raised his eyes heavenward for a moment. Then he confidently spun the dial and opened the lock. Seeing how impressed I was with this demonstration of faith, he smiled and confided, “The numbers are written on the ceiling.”
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