Article February 13, 2017 Issue

I didn’t have to wait for healing

Dylan Kaufman

A few summers ago, my dad and I were watching a movie. At one point, we paused the movie, and he left to get me some popcorn. When he came back, he handed me the popcorn and then jumped up on the bed where we were sitting. Somehow my foot was right where he landed, and my ankle got pretty badly hurt.

It was amazing! The healing was so quick.

I told my dad about the pain, so he suggested we pray about it. I’ve had other healings through prayer, which helps me feel so close to God that the pain or fear or whatever just vanishes and I’m healed. So my dad and I prayed about it that night. I thought about my spiritual identity as a reflection of God. Since I’m spiritual, then an accident can’t change me. It can’t touch me, just like the number four can’t be crushed or broken, because it’s an idea, and an idea stays perfect. In the same way, I’m always perfect, the way God created me.

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