Sara's Miracle
It was almost Christmas and while my husband was out of town, his mother and sister were visiting me and my children. We had just finished clearing the dinner plates off the table and were getting ready for dessert. I told the children to get dressed in their pajamas, so we could read scriptures and have prayer right after dessert. My older boys, Jacob, 14, and Nate, 12, headed to their bedroom to change clothes. Jacob soon appeared and then we all sat down at the table and waited for Nate to return. Jacob and his younger siblings, David, 9, and Sara, 5, were getting restless and started to complain about how long it was taking Nate to finish getting dressed. To calm the rambunctious siblings, I sent Sara to tell Nate to hurry up. She skipped down the hall, grabbing the frame of his door with her hand as she turned the corner to his room. As he was still getting dressed, he yelled at her to go away and quickly slammed his door. As th...