When I first found out about the possibility of relying on God for healing, I began using for myself the truths I was learning. But I wondered how I would help my children through spiritual healing. I was told by a friend that I could rely on God by learning to know Him and His children spiritually.
One evening our son came to me for help with an earache. A little later that night, I went to his room and quietly sat at the foot of his bed, folding laundry and praying while he slept. With all my heart, I was reaching for the spiritual understanding of God as Love, longing to be shown how Love would heal him. My answer came quickly. I suddenly glimpsed and felt something of the love that God has for His child. Love, as a quiet brilliance, shone throughout the room. I felt the depth and breadth of our son's true, spiritual goodness, which is all that God knows about him. I looked across the bed at him. Where, moments before, I had seen a good little boy who was sometimes naughty, now all I could see was his complete goodness and the fact that God loves him very, very much. There was no thought of naughtiness associated with him. This was God's child, the likeness of Love.
I knew that something very special had taken place, and I went to bed. In the morning, as I was preparing breakfast, I heard footsteps bounding down the stairs. It was our son, rushing to see me in the kitchen to announce that he was healed. And he was healed.
