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Saving Mommy & Daddy - a short story by A.B.King

   Once upon a time there lived a little boy named Todd. He was a very rough and stubborn boy. He didn’t know God and neither did his parents.   Todd was very notorious in his primary school and he was the headache of many teachers.Things however changed when a fellow student in school led him to Christ. Todd had been feeling sick in school that morning and he threw up in the play ground. The fellow student saw him and walked up to him. He asked Todd if he would let him pray for him and Todd said Ok! not really knowing what to say.   The fellow student prayed for him and all the pain he had been feeling completely disappeared.That was when the fellow student began to tell Todd about Jesus and Todd was curious to know more.   The fellow student ended up leading Todd to Christ and Todd became a Christian.   People started to see the change in Todd’s life, except for his parents.   Todd wanted to go to church one day but his parents beat him up for it.   From that day, Todd began to pray for the salvation of his parents. He also starts contacting the church in his neighborhood online via the e-mail address he got from their websiteThe Pastor of the church referred him to the e-mail address of the female children’s pastor.Todd starts corresponding with her and kind of starts getting schooled in the word of God by her. She encourages him to keep praying for his parents and that she is praying too.   Since Todd was not allowed to go to church, he had to be content with getting blessed by the church only through the word of God in the children’s resources that were available on the church’s website.   Soon, Todd’s parents started to see the change in Todd’s life. They applauded him for changing but they gave no credit to Christianity for it.   It so happened one day that everybody in the house caught the flu except for Todd. They noticed it and jokingly asked him why that was.   He told them that he is no longer subject to disease and sickness, that God has given him the power to lay hands on the sick and make them recover.   They laughed at him and said that he was very funny.   His Dad challenged him and said that if he prayed for them and they get healed that not only would they allow him go to church but they would go to church with him themselves.   Todd’s mouth dropped open. This was an opportunity. This was what he was praying for, but just not in the package he was praying for it to come in.   And on another note, what if he prayed and it didn’t work? He would only be taking a giant step backwards and only giving his parents more leeway in believing that Christianity is a sham.   Suddenly, Todd heard God speak to him that he should eliminate all doubt in his mind. And Todd did so.   Todd prayed for his parents and told them to do what they could not do before.   Todd practically pushed them up to their feet.   Seconds later, Todd’s parents where practically shouting that they were healed.   The following Sunday, they were they first ones to be present at church.   They gave their lives to Christ that day and Todd rejoiced that his parents were finally saved.
The End.

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