Kids November 16, 2020 Issue

The first time I prayed for myself

Anna Reighart

One Saturday my family had plans to go bowling, but that morning I woke up with a stomachache. I wanted to eat but I wasn’t hungry, and nothing tasted good. I just felt uncomfortable.

I told my mom how I was feeling. She reminded me about what I’d learned in the Christian Science Sunday School: that God loves me so much, and that because He loves me so much, I didn’t need to be afraid. God’s love would heal me. My mom said she would pray for me, and I went upstairs to take a nap.

When I woke up from my nap, I remembered something else I’d learned in my Sunday School class. I’d learned I could pray for myself. I decided to give it a try. My teacher had told us to take a piece of paper and draw a line down the middle. She’d said to write down on the left-hand side of the paper all the things that are wrong. So I wrote down things like “My stomach hurts.” “I am hungry, but I can’t eat anything.” “I really want to go bowling with my family, and I’ll be so sad if I can’t go!”

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