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[Original in German]
One time I had arranged with some friends to attend a concert...
One time I had arranged with some friends to attend a concert by a very popular band. Since we had tickets for reserved seats and therefore would be sitting next to one another anyway, we decided to meet in the concert hall. However, when I got there, I could not find my ticket. At first I thought it would be impossible to get in. Because at rock concerts there are always young people trying to get in free, extra security officials were positioned around the hall.
I tried to get my thinking in order by refusing to accept this claim of loss. Next I thoroughly searched my route to the bus stop, but without success. In the meantime the concert had begun and the bus I'd taken had left too. So I called a Christian Science practitioner. We reasoned together, proceeding from the standpoint that, in the first place, I was God's child, His idea, endowed with divine qualities. All others were, just like me, His children—united with God and therefore cognizant of the truth. I knew they were being led by God too. When I recognized this I knew I could go forward courageously; I did not need to fear anything. I could not lose what rightfully belonged to me, even though I did not have the ticket in my hand. Truth prevails, nothing can oppose it.
The practitioner encouraged me to calmly proceed to the entrance and explain the matter to the ushers. This at first seemed unfeasible to me—just telling them I had lost my ticket, but that since I had paid for it, they should let me in. I reasoned that since God is just, why shouldn't it be possible for me to receive what I had paid for? I prayed until I had the certainty that I was not acting out of human will. Then I went to the entrance. Altogether I tried at four. At the third entrance, I tried to explain my situation to the ticket collectors, but my effort was without success. Then I mustered my last bit of courage and went up to a solitary ticket collector at the fourth entrance. I told him my story and was beginning to retreat when the man called me back and let me in the hall. I was able to attend the rest of the concert full of joy! For this experience I am very thankful.
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