An important difference

David L. Degler

When I was in junior high school, there were only two other Christian Scientists in my whole school. (And one of them was my sister.) I didn't mind going to the Christian Science Sunday School, but sometimes I felt that since almost no one else in my school went there, I was different. And sometimes it made me uncomfortable, doing something that none of my friends did.

I had been taught many things about God and about Christ Jesus in Sunday School. My teachers always talked about how practical these truths were, and I had heard about other people's healings. But I had been attending Sunday School for a few years, and I had never had a healing. Therefore many of the "truths" I had been taught didn't seem very special to me. They were nice ideas, but that was about all.

Then one day when I was about thirteen I fell down a flight of stairs in our house. I fell almost the whole way from the top to the bottom. I didn't seem hurt at first. But later I began to have severe pain in my stomach, as if I had injured something inside.

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