Article November 10, 2003 Issue

God was GREATER than the pain

By Jonathan Wells

I'VE ALWAYS LED an active life. I love to downhill and crosscountry ski in the winter, and sail and kayak in summer. Also, being a dad to three lively children has given me more than enough exercise at home.

So it was with some surprise—and bitter dismay—that after dinner one evening a couple of months ago, I was overcome by acute pain in my lower abdomen. It was so severe that I found myself writhing on the floor. I was alone at home at the time and very frightened.

I managed to crawl to the phone, but was in such agony that, for a moment, I wondered which number to call—emergency 911 or the number of a Christian Science practitioner to whom I had often turned for healing through prayer.