Many years ago, a bee flew in my mom’s shirt and stung her. She had a nasty reaction. She already didn’t like them, but now she’s terrified of them. My mom and I went for a walk today and there was a bee that wouldn’t leave us alone. My mom was so scared that she actually ran. I had to chase her and make her stop so she wouldn’t fall down. I tried shooing the bee away from her, then it came to me. I took off the hat I was wearing and started flinging it around. I hit the bee and it fell to ground where I stomped on it. My mom was safe and we could finish our walk. I felt like the great bee killer and was proud of myself for protecting my mom.
I Found God today being brave to protect my mom.