Growing up our family had a cottage located along Lake Huron in Michigan. As a young child I recall waking up early mornings and I would see my Grandmother sitting in the big green chair. Bible sitting on the one arm and a note pad on her lap with her writing something down. One morning I asked my grandmother what she was doing. “Writing a letter to God.”
As a child I didn’t fully understand what she meant. I was too young to understand the importance of prayer and trusting in God though all thi…
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