Article March 20, 2017 Issue

I kept trusting God

Cathy Edge

It was my first big-girl bike. And it was my favorite color: blue. I loved the wind in my face when I rode it fast. And I loved riding bikes with my best friend after school.

One day, when I went to take a ride on my bike, it wasn’t there. That was strange. I’d left it in the same place I always did. I went to tell my mom about it. When we couldn’t find my bike anywhere, we realized it had been stolen.

I had been learning about God in the Christian Science Sunday School. On the wall in my Sunday School were the words “God is Love,” which is from the Bible (see I John 4:8). Feeling God’s love for me helped me feel comforted. I knew that just as God had created me to express love and feel loved, He’d created everyone else that way, too. So no one could want to take something that wasn’t theirs. Instead of feeling mad at the person who’d stolen my bike, I completely trusted God to take care of me and everything that was mine. And I was absolutely sure that my bike would be found and returned to me.

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