Testimony of Healing September 12, 2011 Issue

Leg wound and hemorrhaging healed

Sharon Sinclair

I will never forget the first healing I had, which set the stage for a lifetime of blessings in Christian Science.

I was eight years old and was playing in a huge sandbox with siblings and cousins on a warm late Sunday afternoon at the farmhouse of my aunt and uncle in rural Ohio. Suddenly, we heard the dinner bell ring from the farmhouse porch some distance away. As I jumped up quickly to race the others to the farmhouse, I slit my thigh on a long rusty nail about two inches in length that protruded from the rickety old sandbox. The wound was wide and quite deep.

When I reached the farmhouse, needless to say, my aunt and uncle expressed grave concerns and dire predictions that the wound could result in something more serious, if it wasn’t taken care of medically as quickly as possible. As a young student of Christian Science, I knew that God was immediately available to heal, care for, and comfort me in any emergency. In Sunday School, I was learning that God is the only power and never causes accidents or injuries. As God’s beloved expression, I could never be separated from good or from the kingdom of heaven, harmony. Right where the anxiety, fears, and warnings of dire results were shouting, I heard a loud voice in my consciousness saying, “All is well.”

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