One of the first times that I prayed about something on my own was in middle school. I had a wart on my knee. I never thought too much about it until I started seeing advertisements on television showing how to get rid of warts. The ads also claimed that if you didn’t remove a wart, it would spread. Shortly after I saw these commercials, my whole knee was covered in warts. I suddenly became very self-conscious about the problem, and it raised questions from my peers, which was a miserable addition to the situation. 

I quickly noticed the connection between the direction of my thoughts and the physical condition. It was so obvious to me that a “spreading” suggestion had entered my thoughts and needed to be addressed. 

I decided that I would handle the problem through prayer as taught in Christian Science. My prayer wasn’t complex, and it didn’t lead to a big “aha” moment. In my own, childlike way, I simply decided that every time I was tempted to look at the warts, I would resist looking and, instead, realize that I was completely free from any blemish.