Sunday Morning

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It was a beautiful Sunday morning, I, my dad and my older and younger sister were getting ready to leave for church. As we hopped into the pickup truck, I thought we were missing something, but who would care.
Then, all of a sudden Lolly comes running from the back door of the house. "DAD! Stop the car." I yelled. He stopped and I jumped out the car to get Lolly. Lolly was our dog, she always comes to church to play and hang with the little kids. As we walked in the people in the church gave us a nice welcoming greet before the service started.
During the service, the pastor was giving a testimony about a lemon seed. He said that even a little bit of faith can heal a big thing. He mentioned Amanda and how her father stopped breathing while sleeping. Her mom called 911, and when help arrived see was so scared she didn't know what to do. Later as the hospital was taking care of him, her mother started to pray. She prayed and prayed to God, and might even slipped a curse word in. then the doctor came out and said he was very lucky to have survived. Even though she had barely any faith she still prayed.
After service, I went to go get my little sister Charlie and my dog Lolly.

~sorry for the short chapter I'll try and make them longer

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