Child's dislocated arm quickly healed

Phyllis A. Gray

One evening years ago, I needed to do some shopping, so I left the children in my husband's care.

When I returned home a few hours later, I heard our three-year-old daughter crying. I went upstairs where the crying was coming from and found my husband trying to comfort her. He was telling her that God loved her and that she was safe in God's care. And he was singing to her some familiar hymns. I could see that her arm was dislocated, and I asked to take her to see if I could help.

I gently carried our daughter to her room and sat down in a nearby rocker and began to sing hymns to her and say some things about God's love for her that I knew she'd learned in Sunday School. I did this until she calmed down. When she became quiet, I slipped her into her crib very carefully, and she went to sleep.

About 2:00 a.m. I heard her cry. Thinking that she couldn't turn herself over, I went to help her. Again, I began telling her things about God that I knew she could understand and sang some more hymns to her. But it was clear she didn't want to listen to me. Suddenly, I realized that it was important to understand more clearly and strongly than ever the spiritual facts that were needed. I said aloud that God was All-in-all—there was no other God but the one infinite God, who was good. I told her that she was God's child and that she lived in Spirit, not in matter. I knew that she could not resist Love's healing power.

I kept telling her these things until I saw her nod her head in a "yes" motion and say out loud, "Yes. Yes." Then I knew that the healing was going forward. My daughter went back to sleep, and I placed her in her crib again. I then went back to my own bed.

She was standing at the foot of her crib with both arms outstretched, waiting to be picked up. She was completely healed.

About 6:00 a.m. I heard her again and went to her room. This time she was standing at the foot of her crib with both arms outstretched, waiting to be picked up. She was completely healed. I picked her up, hugged her, and she ran off to play. She had no further problem with her arm. How grateful my husband and I were for her healing—the healing work of God.

Phyllis A. Gray
Hemet, California

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