One Saturday morning I was walking barefoot in our dining...

One Saturday morning I was walking barefoot in our dining room when a sharp object became embedded in my toe. At first I reacted by angrily criticizing my children for what I assumed was their carelessness. Then, in considerable pain, I tried to extract the object. It was too deeply embedded, so I called for my wife to get a pair of pliers. I put the anger out of my mind and began to pray. My thoughts went something like this: There can be no accidents in ever-present harmony. As God's expression, I am pure and perfect and therefore cannot accept the belief that I am anything less than whole.

My wife returned with the pliers and removed the object. At that point I felt increasingly nauseated, so I limped back to bed. Once there, I calmed myself by refusing to mentally replay the incident. "The scientific statement of being" in Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy begins (p. 468), "There is no life, truth, intelligence, nor substance in matter." Pondering this sentence was a great help. The less I accepted a mortal, limited sense of body as real, the better I felt. I denied that I was a mass of flesh subject to chance or accident and affirmed my birthright as God's idea. That afternoon I was able to drive our car (a stick shift), and within two days the toe had returned to normal.

I have had many other healings through total reliance on God. Among the more outstanding have been healings of a fractured hip, the desire for cigarettes, a severe case of influenza, and symptoms of sleeping sickness.

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