Testimony of Healing June 22, 1981 Issue

In the summertime I usually hike, swim, ride my bike, or play...

ALEXANDRA BRITT SALOMON

In the summertime I usually hike, swim, ride my bike, or play with my friends. But one summer day, I didn't feel much like going outside. So I just stayed in bed.

That night I was very hot and couldn't sleep. My mom came to my room, and we sang the hymn "'Feed My Sheep'" with words by Mrs. Eddy (see Christian Science Hymnal, No. 304). Soon my head didn't feel dizzy anymore. I know what David from the Bible meant when he wrote (Ps. 42:8), "Yet the Lord will command his loving-kindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life."

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But then I started to get scared again. I couldn't figure out what was happening. Mom said, "You know what this is? This is called fever. Mrs. Eddy says in Science and Health (p. 376), 'Destroy fear, and you end fever.'" Then she asked me if I was afraid of anything. When I told her no, she said, "Good! Then you can't have a fever."

That made me feel good. Mom and I talked for a while about the Lord's Prayer, with its spiritual interpretation by Mrs. Eddy (see Science and Health, pp. 16–17), and I chose my favorite line from it to say out loud before I went to sleep:

"Hallowed be Thy name.
Adorable One."

I used to think that koala bears, dolls, and toy animals were adorable, but this time I thought of God as the adorable One, taking care of me. This helped me know that I could rest all night long, peacefully.

I did, and the next day I felt fine and had a great time at my first gymnastics lesson.

ALEXANDRA BRITT SALOMON
Park City, Utah

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