Seeing It Through

Rebecca Sue Jones

One day my mother was going to have some company in for dinner, so around five-thirty she asked me if I would bake brownies for dessert. I said I would and got out the brownie mix and mixed the ingredients together. I put the mixture in the oven and then went to my bedroom to change.

Soon it was time to take the brownies out. As I was pulling them out, I lifted up the left side of the pan to see if the brownies would slide. I must have lifted it up too high because the side of my finger hit the hot coil of the oven. At the time I didn't really feel anything.

After I set the brownies on the table, I felt my finger starting to hurt, so immediately I started to pray the Lord's Prayer with its spiritual interpretation found in Science and Health by Mary Baker Eddy. The last line of the prayer goes, "For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever."^{Matt. 6:13;} And the spiritual interpretation is, "For God is infinite, all-power, all Life, Truth, Love, over all, and All."^{Science and Health, p. 17;}

I went to the faucet to wash my hands, because the pan was greasy. Then I went to the bathroom to put a bandage over it so I wouldn't keep looking at it. I called Dundee, my dog, and we went together to my bedroom.

Dundee and I are close friends. He's a Scotch border collie. When he gets into trouble, he runs to me for protection. I go to him when I need someone to talk to.

Both of my parents are Christian Scientists, and all of the children in the family were raised in Christian Science. So we're used to praying, especially when there's trouble. And Science and Health shows us how to pray.

I read "the scientific statement of being" on page 468, which begins, "There is no life, truth, intelligence, nor substance in matter." I figured that if matter had no life, truth, or intelligence the burn was unreal. It didn't have any intelligence; it had no truth or life, and I wasn't about to give it any. As I repeated the rest of "the scientific statement of being" out loud, I looked over at Dundee. His ears were perked up and his head was moving from side to side. I laughed.

I told him I loved him very much, knowing that he was an idea of God. Forgetting about the burn, I went to answer the front door. I ate my dinner and watched TV. When I was getting ready for bed, I saw the bandage and took it off. The finger looked bad. I sang to myself one of Mrs. Eddy's hymns, "'Feed My Sheep.'"^{Christian Science Hymnal, No. 304.} I fell asleep with Dundee next to me.

When I got up in the morning the pain was gone, but there was a scablike mark. Later that day, the scab came off without any pain. Within a few seconds there was absolutely no scar or mark or redness.

I was happy for the healing because a friend at school who had seen it the first day said I would always have a scar there. To myself, I said I wouldn't, very loud. The next day I showed her the mark was completely gone. She couldn't believe it, and now she always thinks twice about what she is going to say when I'm around.

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