Some years ago my son came home in a state so serious that a relation sitting in the room exclaimed, "You must take him to the hospital." At the same moment a voice seemed to say, "You give a treatment." I had never heard the word "treatment" or "practitioner," but I had read many chapters of "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mary Baker Eddy. Immediately I became calm and obedient to this command.
The condition to be healed was shock and a long deep open wound on top of the head, which would have required several stitches, according to medical law. The time was seven o'clock. I helped the boy to bed. Then all night I read and prayed. At four in the morning he roused himself, and said in distress, "I shall never love that boy again, or mend his toys." A smaller boy had thrown out of a second story window a heavy plank of wood, which had fallen on top of my son's head, causing the injury. From this remark, I knew how deeply the injury had penetrated mentally as well as physically, so I again prayed and rose higher in the consciousness of Love.
At nine o'clock he again awakened and said, "Yes, I suppose I shall love him, but I shall never again mend his toys." From this, I was led to turn away from my boy and pray for the other one—to see them both as God's perfect ideas. Suddenly, a great overwhelming compassionate love flooded my consciousness.
