Jenny, Jenny He didn't do it. I looked under my bed and there was nothing for me.

I struggled to clear my mind as I had been in a deep sleep, when Monica woke me. I wondered what she was talking about. What are you trying to say honey? There is no doll Jenny, there is no doll under my bed.

Ah now I did remember. Monica wanted very much to have a dolly.

I had told her to pray and ask the Lord for it.

She had done so and now believed that He had not delivered as she thought He would, by putting the doll under her bed.

I tried to explain to her that God was not Santa Claus, that He works through people.

I could tell that this was too much for her to understand, she was only five years old.

That very afternoon her girlfriend, who lived next door, came over to the house. Lisa was very excited.

Monica, my dad just came home from a trip and look at what he brought me, a new doll, and if you want to, you can have my other doll.

Now Monica's eyes lit up and she looked at me with wonder, for she now understood that indeed, God works through people.

A very famous preacher, Hudson Taylor once said, Lord, that you will answer my prayer, I know! What fascinates me every time is, How you are going too answer.

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