Once when I was little, I was playing in the bathtub. I stood up, and then I slipped and hit my head on the edge of the tub. 

I got a cut under my eyebrow. My dad put a washcloth on the cut, and my mom started praying. My mom reminded me of something that I learned in Christian Science Sunday School. She said that God is perfect, which means that I’m perfect, too, because I am His child. This helped me and comforted me.

My mom and dad wondered if I might need stitches. But as my mom prayed, they stopped worrying, because they knew that God was taking care of me, no matter what. Soon my dad took the washcloth off my face, and the cut had already completely closed. I was healed!

This taught me that God is always caring for me.

ANNA LITWILLER — STAFF