It's Not Mine!

One day my dad, brother, and I were playing two-handed touch football. That means you tag the person instead of tackling him. As my brother touched me, he tripped and fell over me, The bones in my toes all cracked, and I started crying. The day before, an iron gate had fallen on my big toe and bruised it. My dad came over and calmed me down. I limped the rest of the game.

When I got home, my mom suggested we call a Christian Science practitioner. My big toe was swollen, and I couldn't move it. The practitioner told me the error wasn't mine, and I should throw it out with the garbage like rotten fish. She told me to read Hymns 33, 77, 99, and 139 in the Christian Science Hymnal. I know Hymn 139 by heart— it's one of my favorites. I liked knowing that I could walk with Love. She also told me to read what Mrs. Eddy says about man on page 475 of Science and Health. I learned that "he is not made up of brain, blood, bones, and other material elements" and that "man is incapable of sin, sickness, and death." My brother, dad, and mother reminded me that the suffering was not mine and was no part of me.

The next day I called the practitioner. She asked me if I could run, walk, and move my toe. I answered, "Yes!" and said I was healed. I am so grateful for Christian Science. I try to live it every day.

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