One Morning I was waiting at the bus stop for my school bus. As soon as I got onto the bus, I started having a stomachache. I was praying the whole day in school, but the pain was still severe. On coming home, I had a cold drink, and my grandmother told me to lie down, but I could not lie down because of the pain. After some time I vomited.
My stomach didn't hurt, and I could eat normally.
When my mother returned from work, I told her about my problem. She said that I was the perfect child of God. I was glad to hear this, but it seemed as though my physical condition was the same. I could not eat or drink without vomiting. I was fearful, and stopped eating and drinking anything. When my father came home, he asked a Christian Science practitioner to help me through prayer. The practitioner told me that I was the offspring of Spirit, God. As the reflection of God, I could not experience anything ungodlike.
