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Another prayer experience I had that strengthened my faith was when I was about 14 years old we found that my mother had breast cancer. She was to have surgery immediately. As we waited the day before we took her to the hospital I said, "Mother, would you like for us to pray about this?" You see, even though my mother had taught me to pray as a child I had never heard her pray. I'm sure she did in her times alone, but we didn't have prayer at the table except when my older brother, who was a preacher came (this was a very strained time, too) but this time my mother said, "Oh, yes, let's pray." So down on my knees by her bed, holding to her little hand, I asked God to take care of my mother and if it was His will to heal her completely. Then my mother prayed as tears streamed down our faces. God heard and answered that prayer and I was so grateful that after she had gotten out of the hospital and I was able to go to church, I went forward at the invitation time and told the preacher I had something to say. He stopped the singing and there I gave my testimony of how the Lord had heard and answered my prayer and how thankful I was. I wanted to give Him the praise and glory. Needless to say it was a good spiritual service and I was so blessed.
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