I go to Christian Science Sunday School. One day last year, the church I attend held a cleanup day. I was helping spread mulch on the flower beds when I tripped over one of the tools and hurt my foot. 

I limped to a nearby bench to rest. That’s when I noticed that a friend of mine who is a Christian Science practitioner—someone who prays for people when they need healing—was sitting nearby. I slowly moved over to where she was sitting, and when she saw that I wasn’t doing too well, she started talking to me about God.

We talked about how God made me and about the fact that I am His perfect creation. Then she asked me, “What do the bushes and trees say when you cut off their branches while pruning them?”