Every time I look at my hands...

Every time I look at my hands I am grateful for Christian Science and for a healing which took place about three years ago. In preparing the evening meal, I was using a pan of oil for frying when with some quick movement I overturned the pan, and the hot oil poured over my hands and splashed onto the floor. I wiped the oil off my hands, mopped up the floor, and went right ahead heating some more oil and continuing with the preparation of the meal.

I clung to the thought that no one could see or notice the results of something which in truth, under God's government, had never happened. We had dinner and drove to a near-by town to hear a lecture on Christian Science. We met' some friends there and went to their home after the lecture, but no one noticed my hands. How glad I was for that protection! During all this time I was not conscious of much pain, but I was full of fear. I kept repeating and trying to understand, "There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear" (I John 4:18). I tried to turn away from the suggestions that material sense presented, but without success.

When we returned home I found myself unable to think rationally at all. In desperation I asked my husband to help me. We sat quietly for a few moments and then he said: "You have been a student of Christian Science for a couple of years and you've learned that there's nothing to he afraid of. What you need is to know more."

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