“Mom, Jesus Healed Me!”

“Mom, Jesus healed me!” These were the words so confidently spoken by my second son a few weeks ago as the morning sun was peeking through the window shades. My heart melted, and I smiled at his genuine, childlike faith. The bruise remained, but my son didn’t see the mark. Instead, he believed in a Healer, a God that had made his world better and beautiful. You see, two days...