Article April 24, 1976 Issue

Being Really Obedient

Lisa Jeanette Guyer (written at age 11)

One day I learned that there is more to obedience than doing just the thing I am told to do. I had been told to go down to the stoplight to cross the street, which I was headed for. No one said not to go along the curb, but I really knew this was wrong, and I still did it.

I tripped over a sprinkler head and fell into the street where lots of cars come by. One of them ran over me. A neighbor called for the police and an ambulance. Some of the people standing around said awful things. One said, "She might die." My mom came and told me not to be afraid and to close my eyes and pray! She said for me not to listen to what the people were saying. I began to think of the Lord's Prayer by Christ Jesus—the prayer that we say every Sunday in Sunday School.

My dad came in a few minutes. My brother ran to a nearby Christian Science practitioner. The police put my arm in a splint because they said it was fractured. They took me to the emergency hospital for X rays.

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