INJURED AND SEPARATED FROM GOD? OUT OF THE QUESTION!

BY EMILY HUNT

One morning, as I was rushing to get to school, I accidentally tripped and fell down several stairs, landing on my left ankle. It was very painful, and I couldn't put any weight on it. The fears of being injured and of missing school were both very strong, since it was right before exams and I had a lot going on.

My mom immediately came to my side. I was crying and was having a hard time calming down. I didn't want anyone to get near my ankle. But soon, I was able to slide my shoe off.

My mom comforted me by sharing something she'd saved from a Christian Science magazine about calming fear (she had found the ideas so helpful that she'd written them in the front of her Science and Health). As we talked, I realized another reason I was so fearful was that I'd injured the same ankle months before. It had eventually healed, but had taken a while. I felt that maybe praying about this injury would take so much work and effort that I would be unable to handle it in time to go to school the next day.