Once while our family was living in Jerusalem, my five-year-old daughter saw me lying on the couch, suffering from a sudden onset of physical illness. I had managed a few quiet, prayerful thoughts, reaching out to God for healing and seeking a clearer sense of my true harmonious being as God’s child.
Not long ago I noticed that a sore had developed on my lip. It was painful, and for months it did not heal.
Over a year ago I had an opportunity to go deeper into my “spiritual closet,” looking for greater understanding of what it means to be wholly spiritual. A rash had developed in an area on my skin that was visible to me, as well as others.
After spending a post-Christmas vacation with our son and his family in Virginia, my wife and I began our 14-hour car trip back home to Indiana. We had had a perfectly wonderful and fun-filled time with our son’s family, which included a tour of the naval destroyer of which our son is captain and bringing in the New Year at their home.
This writer shares a significant healing.
Have you ever wondered: Who am I? Am I important? Does my life matter? If people like me, am I more worthy? If they don’t, is there something inferior about me? These were some of the questions that plagued me until I realized my true identity as God’s beloved child. During many years of a verbally and emotionally abusive marriage, my sense of self-worth eroded away, and I found myself dealing with anorexia.
The Bible tells us in many varied ways that “God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble” ( Psalms 46:1 ). One place we find assurances of protection and safety under God’s care is in the ninety-first Psalm.
I love the promise of Hymn No. 124 : How gentle God’s commands, How kind His precepts are; Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, And trust His constant care.
While driving home from a Wednesday evening testimony meeting at my branch Church of Christ, Scientist, I started to feel pain in my mouth. I remember my first thought was, “Well, I’ll have a testimony to share at next week’s testimony meeting.
In late 1991, a few days before the new year, I was sitting on my couch drinking and smoking marijuana. I was raised in Christian Science, and I always believed its teachings to be true.