Just a small testimony while I remember it. I went sledding with a church group out in Flagstaff, and the snow was melting a bit so there was some gravel starting to protrude from the snow. I started to sled and my little plastic saucer thing slid from under me, and I scraped across the gravel on my shoulder. God protected me twofold that day. The first, I was wearing a thick coat so none of the gravel even touched me. The second, and probably the biggest, was I slid right by a giant tree. God I seriously think gave me the foreknowledge to duck at the right time. Passer by's thought I had been struck by the tree it was that close. I just stammered off the ground and told some people watching "proof that God takes care of his kids."
