In the winter of 2003, I went snow-boarding with a friend in Vermont. We had a great day until I went off a small jump, lost my balance, and came down hard on my hands to break the fall. I felt a great deal of pain in my right wrist. In fact, I was so shocked by the pain that it took me a few minutes to get up and head down to the lodge—and to begin praying for myself, which was my natural choice for healing.
Because it was a small ski area, the lodge was not very big and there was nowhere to go to find the quiet or privacy I needed. However, I was able to call a Christian Science practitioner and left her a message asking her to pray for me. I got home that evening and called a Christian Science nurse to come to my apartment to wrap the wrist, but more important, to support my efforts to still my thoughts, as the pain seemed overwhelming. Two nurses came out to my home late that night, and both were kind and unselfish. They bandaged the wrist and shared some spiritual ideas that helped keep my thinking on an even keel through the night.
Following the ski trip, my wrist continued to be painful for a few days, but I was largely free of the pain by early the next week, although time was no longer my main concern.
Over the course of the following two weeks the practitioner and I prayed together. Our prayer uncovered many things that needed healing. The first was the necessity of loving everyone, even if I didn't agree with their views. I realized I had been holding some deep-seated anger about certain politicians. I didn't realize that my opinions had gradually snowballed from mild criticism into a mountain of animosity. I found I had to dig deep into my understanding of God's love and saving power to forgive those in authority, as well as myself.
I thought a lot about a Bible passage: "I exhort therefore, that, first of all, supplications, prayers, intercessions, and giving of thanks, be made for all men; for kings, and for all that are in authority" (I Tim. 2:1, 2). I realized that this person was my brother. We are all created by God and are all His children. I knew that I would never allow myself ever to feel such hatred toward any of my own siblings, and that if I really wanted to demonstrate Christianity, even in the slightest degree, I needed to love everyone equally, including all who are "in authority."
The second major theme that our prayers uncovered was an underlying belief I held that having a loving, romantic relationship with women was impossible—that my history in relationships was just a broken record, and that I was an awful strain upon others. I could see that I was accepting a lie that I was totally unloved and unloving.
I prayed to understand that if God loved me, then I could never be beyond, or incapable of having, a loving relationship. In this arena I studied the chapter "Marriage" in Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy. She wrote: "Human affection is not poured forth vainly, even though it meet no return. Love enriches the nature, enlarging, purifying, and elevating it" (p. 57). I held firmly to the idea that every relationship I had was from God, and that each one had pointed me toward a greater understanding of God's perfect love for me. It was this love of God that I couldn't help but reflect toward others.
One important step toward healing came through gratitude. I recalled all the blessings I'd gained from every relationship—romantic, platonic, or friendly—and found an immense well of gratitude for all the love I had seen. I saw that every individual who had been brought into my life, and all who ever existed, had the same source of love as I did in God. I realized that these connections had already given me a love beyond anything I could ever measure.
The true healing that took place was something beyond the normal functioning of my wrist. It was the understanding of something deeply meaningful, which brought immense spiritual growth. Each day I gained a better sense of what it means to "be loving" toward everyone. I also understood why loving oneself is an important step toward loving others.
Within two weeks I was using my hand with complete normality, at work and in other daily tasks, without a trace of ever having been injured.
From this experience I gained a deeper love for all humanity. And two months later I met my future wife. I'm deeply grateful for these healings, and thank God for His perfect Science, as taught by Christ Jesus and rediscovered by Mary Baker Eddy. Anyone, anywhere, can prove this profound discovery of God's power to heal.
BROOKLINE, MASSACHUSETTS, US
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