Listening to my Shepherd’s voice

One winter day, I came home from school and didn’t feel very good. My head was hurting, and I was achy and tired. My mom took my temperature and found that I had a fever. My parents have different ways of helping me when I’m not feeling well, because my dad is a Christian Scientist and my mom isn’t. But they always work together to take care of me.

My dad called me into the den and sat down with me on our big green couch. We started to pray. After a minute, my dad began to sing me a hymn with words by Mary Baker Eddy called “ ‘Feed My Sheep.’ ” It’s my favorite hymn, and it begins like this: 


Shepherd, show me how to go
     O’er the hillside steep,
How to gather, how to sow,—
     How to feed Thy sheep;
I will listen for Thy voice,
     Lest my footsteps stray;
I will follow and rejoice
     All the rugged way.
(Christian Science Hymnal, No. 306)

Hearing and singing this hymn always makes me feel good. It helps me understand that the Shepherd is God and that we are God’s sheep. The hymn tells me that God is always with us and guiding us all the time and through every problem—even if we don’t realize it! And like a shepherd taking care of his animals, God never, ever leaves us. God is Love and is always loving us. 

After my dad finished singing the hymn, he asked if I could think of something from my Christian Science Sunday School class that might help me. Yes! My class had been talking about the first chapter of Genesis in the Bible. My dad took out a Bible, and we read these verses from Genesis: “God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him,” and “God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good” (1:27, 31).

To me this means that God, Spirit, created me to be totally spiritual and very good. How could something spiritual and good be injured or have a fever? It can’t!

My Sunday School teacher had told us that when we’re tempted to believe in something other than God and God’s very good creation, we can throw those thoughts into a mental garbage can. Then we’re able to listen for all of the things that God is telling us. My dad and I prayed and talked about these ideas for a while. Then I had dinner and went to bed.

When I woke up the next day, I felt a little better, but I still had a fever, so I stayed home from school. Again, my dad and I sat on the green couch and prayed. By lunchtime I felt perfectly fine. I knew I was healed. My mom took my temperature, and it was normal.

I learned from this experience that God, our Shepherd, is always with us. If you pray and think about that, and listen for God’s voice, you can be healed, too.

Chest lump healed
November 14, 2022

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