Ankle injury healed

In the autumn of 2001, I found myself turning to God for help. At high school, each term we got to choose which sport we would like to play, and in first term, I chose indoor soccer. We were put in mixed teams of boys and girls—many of the boys being quite experienced soccer players. Every Wednesday afternoon, we would walk to the sporting venue, play our game of soccer, and then I would walk about half a mile to get home.

Halfway through the term, however, I had an accident. We were in the middle of a game, and one of the boys from the opposing team went to kick the ball with a lot of force. Unfortunately, he missed the ball and ended up kicking me. My ankle received the full impact.

I was in a lot of pain, and my ankle began to swell. There was concern that my ankle might be fractured or broken because at first I couldn't walk at all, and a lump formed on my ankle that quickly grew quite large.

After the initial fuss, I was allowed to sit out and rest, and I started collecting my thoughts. I had no anger or resentment against the boy who mistakenly kicked me. He had such a gentle nature, and I knew he had not intended to hurt me. I remembered some verses from the 91st Psalm in the Bible where it assures us we are always safe in God's loving care.

Then I realized I still had to walk home. I hobbled outside to phone my mother, in the hope she could pick me up. But she had already left to get my younger brother. I told my teachers I would be OK, and I slowly made my way home. I started praying to know that God was with me all the way.

By that evening, my ankle had returned to its normal size, but any movement was still painful and difficult. My next concern was that I had a dance performance scheduled for the coming weekend. For that, my leg had to be back to normal in about two days!

I had had many healings before this, and knew my prayers could help with the ankle injury. I found this helpful passage in Science and Health: "Mind [God] is the source of all movement, and there is no inertia to retard or check its perpetual and harmonious action" (p. 283). To me, this meant that nothing could interfere with my freedom to move and be active, because true movement and activity take place in God. I could see that my ability to move freely did not depend on a mortal body that seemed to be hurt or in pain. It was actually Mind, or God, who maintained my perfection, and governed and controlled every action harmoniously. Consequently, it was clear to me that I could never be restricted in expressing God.

I prayed with these concepts for the next two days, and was able to participate fully in the dance performance.

Natasha Millington
Brisbane, Australia

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