Healing at a bus stop

One night, a little over a year ago, I was sitting at a bus stop when a man approached me. He was obviously very drunk and started cursing as he staggered his way to where I was sitting. Though what he was saying was rather incoherent, I gathered that he’d had an encounter earlier that night with a police officer. Other people around me seemed bothered by this man and started to move away. But I wanted to help him in some way.

To back up a bit, for the past few days I’d been trying to see everyone (even strangers on the street) in a more loving way. A big part of practicing Christian Science is striving to see each person as God sees them—as children of God, spiritual and free of any mortal circumstance. I wanted to be better at this. So when the man approached me, it seemed like the perfect time to put this practice to the test. 

So I just listened to the man talk while I held on to the fact that he was a perfect child of God. I remembered testimonies I’d heard from other Christian Scientists in similar situations, and how they’d put their trust in God. I knew that if I needed to do or say something, God would direct me.

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