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Turning to God

The Christian Science Monitor

I Grew up on a hill that had a steep, winding road going down to the town it overlooked. Often my sister and I and our friends would ride down the hill on our bicycles to the local convenience store to buy candy and ice cream. We always had a contest going back home to see who could ride her bike all the way up the hill without getting off to walk. But one time I fell going down the hill. I went right over the handlebars and hit the street face first.

I went to the side of the road and began to pray, and my sister and her friend came back to help me. We all attended the Christian Science Sunday School in our town, and they told me that I was always embraced by God's love. They reassured me that He was caring for me. As we walked our bikes back up the hill, we were all praying.

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