Freedom from injuries

Quinna L. Giebelhaus

I was running to my work as a Christian Science nurse on Thanksgiving Day 1993. On my way, I tripped and fell down a flight of stairs. My cry brought out fellow nurses, who helped me into the building. I had fallen onto my back and hit my head. Instead of nursing others, I found myself admitted as a patient with a cut on my head and back pain that immobilized me.

I am very grateful to have had the example of my mother's trust in God, and to practice this religion as my chosen way of life.

That week's Bible Lesson included Christ Jesus' parable about binding the strong man (see Matt. 12:29). As I talked with the Christian Science practitioner I had asked to treat me, my one question was, "How do I bind the strong man?" She pointed out to me something Mrs. Eddy says in Science and Health: "Mortal mind is 'the strong man,' which must be held in subjection before its influence upon health and morals can be removed" (p. 400). During our conversation it became clear to me that the pain wasn't in my body so much as was in this mortal mind that claimed to be speaking for me. I realized God gave man the dominion, the right, to hold in subjection this mortal mind. I also glimpsed something of my nature as a child of God and held to that. Within minutes of hanging up the telephone, I realized that all pain had left. The cut on my head was closed and carefully bandaged by the nurses.

The rest of the healing came gradually as I prayed with the idea that I could not be separated from God. He is always holding me dearly and safely. At no moment am I ever out of my heavenly Father's care.

On Sunday I went home, and the following Friday I returned to work. Within the month I could move, bend, and lift with my back freely.

That year my husband's entire family was coming to stay with us for the holiday. I thought about the completeness of my healing as I scrubbed floors. My husband's family rejoiced that I had been healed so quickly but expressed concern that the blow to my head might have delayed effects. I began to experience the symptoms of a concussion. I called the practitioner who had been praying for me. She helped me see that other people's fear could not affect me. The healing came quickly.

I am very grateful to have been raised as a Christian Scientist, to have had the example of my mother's trust in God, and to practice this religion as my chosen way of life.

Quinna L. Giebelhaus
Framingham, Massachusetts

The Mother Church is
The First Church of Christ, Scientist,
in Boston, Massachusetts.
Its branches are called Churches of Christ,
Scientist, and Christian Science Societies.

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