One of the nicest things about Christian Science healing is that it indicates the tender, loving presence of God. Healing itself is always appreciated, but to me it is often the feeling of being so beloved of God that stays with me and is often more meaningful than the alleviation of a physical condition. It is with great joy that I relate such a healing experience.
For many years I had several small but noticeable growths on each thumb. My prayers to heal these were intermittent and rather apathetic; it was not an "urgent" condition. The growths were extremely sensitive, however, and painful when touched.
One morning in early spring, while brushing my teeth, I bumped one of the thumbs, and the resulting discomfort made me realize that the time had come to face this down. At the same moment the ridiculousness of being dictated to and governed by little knobs of skin struck me as both funny and outrageous. I stood there declaring aloud that I was not a hapless mortal subject to growths that were beyond my control. I no longer intended to pay obeisance to what amounted to ugly illusions. I knew that the omnipresence of God was the only reality. Mentally and vocally and vehemently, I declared that I no longer believed this falsehood about man, for it never had a single second of reality. I realized my being had always been the expression of good. After these declarations of truth, I went on with my day, and the condition left my thought.
