Expect healing

Last summer, I went on a trip with my basketball team to a tournament. In our second game, in the second quarter, I landed on my ankle wrong and could barely run or walk. I was so disappointed because I was looking forward to being a leader of the team and excited to become better as an individual player and a team player.

As I sat on the bench, I began to think about how this could have happened if God was everywhere. Many thoughts raced through my head, suggesting that I could somehow be stopped from fully expressing God. Under my coach’s direction, I iced my ankle for a little while, but before I knew it, it had become the size of a softball. My coach kept telling me I wouldn’t be able to play for the rest of the tournament if my ankle stayed that size. His comments were upsetting to me, and I was frustrated.

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I was never apart from God at any time.

The team went back to the hotel after the game and relaxed. I was able to reach out to my mom who was on the trip with us. I hobbled to her room, and we read the Christian Science Bible Lesson. The subject that week was “Truth.” We then began to talk about how thought truly governs one’s experience, and since thought is governed by God, and there is only one Mind, then I could only reflect that one Mind. This opened my thinking to the idea that knowing Truth can be instantaneous.

One concept that was helpful was thinking of my situation as a math equation. 2+2 always equals 4, never more, never less. Understanding this concept doesn’t have to take time. It is immediate. And even if people began walking around with signs saying “2+2=5,” I wouldn’t believe it, because I know it’s not true. I don’t have to force 2+2 to equal 4, it just does.

That totally made sense to me. It seemed as if I was a victim of: a hurt ankle + downtrodden thoughts + material opinions about my progress = me not being able to play. But I saw that I could pray to know who I was spiritually. I was in God’s care, whole and free. Just because it appeared I was injured and hurt, didn’t mean I had to accept it as reality. So, even if my ankle still resembled a softball, I knew I was a spiritual idea and could expect to see healing.


Alexandra takes a jump shot during a home game.

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For the rest of the day, I continued to spend time with my basketball team. I knew that nothing could limit me from having a fun time with my friends, and I was able to sleep soundly that night.

The next day, there was no swelling at all. I was able to walk and move without any trouble or pain. My first thought was how grateful I was to God for showing me the truth that I was never apart from God or good at any time. I taped up my ankle for that game so my coach wouldn’t worry. I played the best game I have ever played! This was evidence to me that I can always rely on Truth and it will meet the immediate need.

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