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I was just learning to ride my bike
I was just learning to ride my bike. I couldn't control it very well, and I ran into the newspaper box. I got a cut on my hand.
Then my Aunt Nancy told me to reverse "I am hurt" to "I am not hurt." I knew I couldn't be hurt because God is always with me.
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And after that, I couldn't even feel it!
Tyler Collins
Anchorage, Alaska
Tyler was very excited that his cousins, Ben and Louise, were helping him to ride his bike without training wheels! Only a few minutes passed before he ran into the newspaper stand, though.
I washed and bandaged the cut. Then, as I was just putting dinner on the table, I asked Louise and Tyler to find a Bible verse to read for grace. I felt that this would help direct their thoughts toward the real, which is spiritual.
Even after choosing a psalm, however, Tyler was still upset about his hand. He said it kept hurting more and more. I brought him into my office and, using Concord, quickly found and read aloud to him this passage from Science and Health: "When an accident happens, you think or exclaim, 'I am hurt!' Your thought is more powerful than your words, more powerful than the accident itself, to make the injury real."
The next paragraph continues: "Now reverse the process. Declare that you are not hurt and understand the reason why ..." (p.397). We discussed this briefly. I asked him to say "I am not hurt!" He became very serious—all business—and readily agreed to do so. He then told me why it was that he could not be hurt. He calmed right down, and we went to the table.
We had only begun eating when he announced that his hand didn't hurt a bit!
After dinner the kids were back on their bikes.
It was the next day in the grocery store before I happened to notice the hand again. The bandage was gone and the hand was smooth, though there was some discoloration. A few weeks later when I saw Tyler again I could not tell which hand had been injured—there was no mark anywhere.
Nancy Earl Collins
Fairbanks, Alaska

March 3, 1997 issue
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Courage to stand when healing comes slowly
Mary Metzner Trammell
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"Never doubt for a minute"
Linda Drummond with contributions from Rita Polatin
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Moment of realization
Bernice Holly Higgins
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Spiritual vision, the way to freedom
Helen W. Eckel
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A healing answer to alcoholism
R. David Robert
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The calm focus of Mind
Carol Rockhold Miller
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Some lessons in healing conflict
Barbara L. Kelly
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Supporting the welfare of all young people
Janet Helen Finlayson
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Material stimulation or the joy of spiritual sense?
Fujiko T. Signs
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Stillness
Clay G. Simons
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When I woke up in the middle of the night, I did not know where...
Jane Muffitt Basil
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I was just learning to ride my bike
Tyler Collins with contributions from Nancy Earl Collins
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My first healing in Christian Science both astonished and...
Alisa Marie Gooch
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My family has experienced so many healings over the years!...
Sarah Olson Ware
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LETTERS
with contributions from Joel Magnes, Don Woodall, John Hay Scott, Philip Noone