Speeding downhill on a toboggan was one of the fun things...

Speeding downhill on a toboggan was one of the fun things our family enjoyed together when I was a child. One day, while our snug little group was in descent, a youngster carrying a sled walked directly in front of our oncoming toboggan. There was no way to avoid him, and he was swept upward, coming down in such a way as to strike one of my brothers hard with his sled. The youngster was merely stunned, but we brought my brother home in an unconscious state. Mom cleaned his head wound and put my brother to bed, while Dad phoned a Christian Science practitioner for treatment through prayer.

There was never a doubt expressed among us that my brother would be his normal self again, although he was unconscious for over twenty-four hours. The activity in our home was subdued; a vigil was kept alternately by Mom and Dad at my brother's bedside. There was constant expectancy of healing. My brother regained consciousness, and within three days he was completely free of the effects of the injury and participating in his usual activities.

Among the members of the family, there was no anxiety or dread, and no debilitating sympathy. My brother had no need of a long period of convalescence, nor did he have any aftereffect. Incidentally, there was no hesitation about our enjoying the toboggan again either.

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Testimony of Healing
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