There have been many moments in my life when I’ve had to rely on God for healing. But never before had I been challenged the way I was when there was a shooting at my school, Arapahoe High School in Colorado, last December.
Growing up in Christian Science, I always relied on prayer for healing and inspiration. But it was in eighth grade that I truly made it my own and really adopted this approach to healing.
It was time for physics class, and as usual, I was dragging my feet, trying to think of any excuse not to attend. For what felt like the millionth time, I asked myself, Why does my teacher hate me? It was still the beginning of my freshman year of high school, but from the first day I hadn’t gotten along with this teacher.
The first day of winter break was also the first snow of the season. I woke up to see the ground covered in white.
I’d always thought that in order to be beautiful you needed to be skinny, have a pretty face, long hair, and, most important, be able to fit in. Throughout my life, I was OK with being unique and not following the status quo.
I spent last summer working in Boston, and I was excited to learn that one of my friends would be working in New York. I promised to visit her for a weekend.
It was the night after school let out for the summer. I was so excited for a fun and busy time! My heart soared at the thoughts of an adventure trip I would be taking with my NLC (National Leadership Council) DiscoveryBound class and then going to a summer camp for Christian Scientists.
Prayer helps a young athlete when she feels discouraged.
I am part of the National Leadership Council (NLC), a youth group for Christian Scientists. For our third summer in the program, my fellow NLCers and I traveled to Costa Rica on a community service trip.
“God is love” ( I John 4:8 ). Those three words, combined with the most basic ideas of Christian Science, helped me when I played in a soccer tournament.