A friend and I were playing in the garage

A friend and I were playing in the garage. My fingers got caught in the garage door. They were smashed flat.

My mom called a Christian Science practitioner. We prayed and knew that accidents cannot happen to God's spiritual child, because God is good and God is All. In about forty-five minutes the shape of my fingers became normal, and soon I could move them normally.

NEXT IN THIS ISSUE
Article
Notices
February 13, 1989
Contents

We'd love to hear from you!

Easily submit your testimonies, articles, and poems online.

Submit