PERSISTENT PRAYER ENDS PAIN

One evening, I bent down to look for a book on the lowest shelf of the bookcase in my office and found that I couldn't stand up again without a lot of pain in one knee. At first I was puzzled because I'd never experienced anything like this before. I sat down, and, try as I might, couldn't coax my leg into working properly.

At that point, I began to pray. I knew that God was present and powerful. I knew that the pain and lameness that appeared so real to my physical senses were not spiritually true since they weren't made by God. I also knew that since God is all good and never includes or expresses a single element of discord, ad His likeness, I couldn't experience anything that He didn't express. My body might appear not to be functioning normally, but I knew I could trust the feeling of an always present and loving Creator more than the evidence my body was presenting. I'd seen the effects of this trust in other situations in my life, some of them life-threatening.

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