It was 1976. Their daughter was six years old. Cancer!
It was only June but their daughter was sooooo excited about an upcoming family wedding. Her dress had already been chosen. The wedding was not until August.
As the doctors listed off the side effects of the chemotherapy her mother began to pray, “Lord, please don’t let her hair fall out until after the wedding.”
Their precious child went to that wedding with a full head of beautiful black hair.
The morning after, her beautiful black hair fell out…. But her beautiful black hair grew back in. Praise God!
And when this Sacred Story was posted in July, 2025, that “child” was a fifty-five-year-old mother-of-two and grandmother.