My Lost Machete and a Split Finger
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One day I was at work with my dad. I had brought my machete and lost it. I prayed about it. Then God put it in my mind to go straight back, and there was my machete laying on the ground!
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I was hammering and hit my finger so it split open because of all the pressure. But by the next day it was already getting better. I was thankful that it got healed.
—Judah, age 9