One morning at school, I had woodworking class

GARRY JUNKUHN with contributions from ARMIN JUNKUHN

One morning at school, I had woodworking class. The woodwork benches were balanced on top of each other, and the girls were taking them down. One slipped out of a girl's hands and fell hard against my leg. At first I thought that my leg might be broken. It wasn't, but it hurt badly. A friend called my brother, who called our dad. (Mother was at her art lesson.) While I was in the sickroom, I remembered what I had learned at the Christian Science Sunday School I attended. I remembered "God's telephone number"—Isaiah 65:24. It says, "And it shall come to pass, that before they call, I will answer; and while they are yet speaking, I will hear." I knew that God was in control.

Two hours later my dad came to fetch me and took me home. Once we were there, for a few minutes I lay on the couch. Then I wanted to see my silkworms. So I got up. I was able to walk fine, and I skipped for joy!

GARRY JUNKUHN
Pietermaritzburg, Natal, Republic of South Africa

As Garry's dad, I confirm that the healing took place just as he has written about it. When I went to pick up Garry at school, I had to carry him as he was unable to walk. At home, he prayed and tried to move his leg. In a short time he got up and walked to his room, and that afternoon he was running and jumping around the house. There were no aftereffects nor any sign of bruising.

ARMIN JUNKUHN

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