
My little granddaughter took a tumble and skinned up her knees. I felt so badly as I saw both knees skinned up and bleeding. She cried also but I think it was harder on myself than her. She was more interested in band aides; kisses and
telling me about the experience.
I think God also feels sorry when we stumble and fall; and probably feels like I did. He wants to make us feel better.
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