Letters January 31, 2000 Issue

Dear Sentinel,

with contributions from Joel Brundage, Lucille G. Hammel

My family went to Mexico for the holidays. One night I was not feeling well, so I stayed at the hotel with my grandma while the rest of my family went out to dinner. Nana and I talked about how God would make me feel better, because I am His child. I learned in Sunday School that I am God's child. I also remembered the definition of children in the Glossary of Science and Health, which we sometimes use like a dictionary. It says, "Children. The spiritual thoughts and representatives of Life, Truth, and Love" (p. 582).

Shortly after that, I was feeling better. We went outside on the balcony. When we shut the door behind us, it locked. We were on the sixteenth floor of the hotel, and it was very dark and getting cold. We tried to pry the door open two or three times. It even started coming out of the frame since we pushed and pulled so hard. My grandma suggested that we sit down and pray and quietly listen.

I thought about how Samuel listened to God (see I Sam., chapter 3) and how Daniel was protected in the lions' den (see Dan., chapter 6). I remembered that in Sunday School we talked about angels as being thoughts from God. This is in the Glossary, too (see Science and Health, p. 581). In a little bit I got up and decided to try the door one more time, and it opened. My grandma said that I had definitely been listening to God. I was so happy that I listened and that I tried the door again.

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