It was the second or third time I had gone to a Wednesday evening testimony meeting at the Christian Science branch church in my community. I was very interested in the accounts of healing and the spiritual insights that were being shared by those attending. One woman stated simply that if we ever need help or healing, we just have to turn our thought to Father-Mother God, and the right angel message will come. I thought that was the most wonderful thing I had every heard.
The next evening my two-year-old son became ill with a fever. He tossed around in the bed moaning. I sat beside him for a while—fearful. Then I remembered what the woman had said in church, so I left the bedside and walked to the window. I asked the Father for one angel message—for the message I needed in order to meet this need.
This thought, in the form of a question, came immediately and clearly to my consciousness: "Who took care of him before you met him?"
