Debit Cards, Silence and Hasty Vows

It was strangely silent. The kids made scarcely a noise as we drove home. They knew I was troubled by not being able to find my debit card. I was distracted by the thoughts of potential fraudulent use.

The moment the car ignition was off, my daughter sprang to the front seat to hand me a note.  Words scrawled on the page explained both the hush and the tears running down her face.Hand of oath

“I told God I wouldn’t talk until you found your card or got a new one … I was trying to show Him my faith in Him … What if I can’t do it? … What have I done? … I’m scared.”

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