Prayer took me somewhere I'd never been before

Several Years Ago , I started getting a lot of warts on my hands. They became painful and looked ugly. It got to the point where every day I ached for them to go away. Often, I'd imagine getting them cut off. And that's something I could have had done. But my approach to solving problems had been changing.

First of all, I'd known of cases where people had had warts surgically removed only to have them return soon after. My own experience had been showing me that the way to truly heal a problem was through prayer that showed me more clearly how God made me. So I prayed to see the "me" that was spiritual—made in the likeness of the divine Spirit.

This turned out to be one of the hardest things I ever did. Every day for years I had looked at my fingers and knuckles. To all appearances I was a man with warts on my hands. While I was praying about this condition, I realized that my physical appearance had become too important to me. So seeing myself as spiritual and making this identity more important than the physical was challenging.

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