SWIFT RECOVERY AFTER FALL FROM BIKE

Two years ago, I was teaching at a school on a picturesque campus. During the warmer months I loved to ride my bike to classes. One day, I was riding down a washed-out and relatively steep road without my bike helmet. I guess I wasn't paying attention and ended up slamming on the brakes. Before I knew it, I'd flown over the handlebars and landed on the road in a heap. I must admit that my first thought was one of embarrassment. I scanned the area to see if anyone had been watching.

Banged up and dazed, I picked up my bike and walked to a nearby building, where I found two friends. I told them what had happened and asked if they could help me clean up my hands and legs, since they were bleeding. They quickly agreed to help, and found a quiet place to have me sit. As I sat there, the pain and shock felt immense. I was starting to lose consciousness, so I asked these friends, who were also Christian Scientists, if they could pray for me and share some spiritual thoughts out loud.

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