Last summer, I stepped off a brick tier outdoors and twisted my ankle hard, causing me to fall. I wondered if I would be able to get back up and if it would even be wise to try. I decided I had a choice to make and did so right then and there: I chose to accept the spiritual fact that I am God’s spiritual idea and to reject what the physical senses might tell me if I tried to stand up. Declaring that I was not hurt, that I was God’s child, and that all was well, I did stand up. Knowing that Love, God, was supporting my every step, I experienced no pain and proceeded to enjoy the sunny day.

Later, however, when I joined my brother and his wife for an evening cookout, I started to feel some discomfort. I tried a few mental rebuttals, but after making numerous trips between the backyard and kitchen, I found my ankle becoming increasingly uncomfortable.

As I was leaving, my sister-in-law advised, “Ice and elevate your ankle.” I sincerely appreciated her concern, love, and clear desire for me to feel better. Still, I knew from other healings in Christian Science that this, too, could be healed through prayer. So, I thought to myself that perhaps I could follow these directives, but in a spiritual fashion.