A meaningful healing occurred for me last summer. One evening my wife and I were sharing a delicious meal when I suddenly bit down hard on the middle section of my tongue. The result was a deep laceration and much bleeding. I began praying immediately, first to still the pain, which quickly disappeared, and then to address the issues surrounding the wound. 

I affirmed that divine Spirit, Mind—God—was governing my every action. I thought of a Bible passage that explains how all the members of the church have their distinct roles but work together in unity, and that the King James Version of the Scriptures also uses the term members to refer to parts of the body. The harmony of our evening couldn’t suddenly or randomly be interrupted by a clash of cross-purposes between members of the same body—in this case the tongue and the teeth
—any more than the harmonious members of the body of Christ could do anything but engage in purposeful action and painless progress. I continued praying along these lines throughout the evening, expecting quick healing. 

By bedtime, the bleeding had lessened but not ceased, and the wound also interfered with speaking. This triggered a memory from childhood of a neighborhood playmate who’d had a similar experience, which had led to a lasting disfigurement. I denounced this old mental image suggesting permanent damage and declared that it could have
no replication in or bearing on my experience.