One day I was coming home from my friend's house, but I couldn't get into our yard because the driveway gate was closed. So I banged on the gate, hoping that someone in the house would hear me and open it. But no one came. Then I decided to climb over the gate. As I was climbing, suddenly the gate began opening (because someone had heard me and pushed the gate button inside the house). As the gate opened, it squished my leg between the end post and the gate.
I screamed and my mom came running out of the house. She had to pull me out, and then she picked me up and carried me inside. She put me on my bed. My leg really hurt!
Mom talked to me about God's care for me. She wanted me to be strong and "order out" any thoughts I had that were not good. Because if they weren't good, they weren't from God, and they didn't have any power over me. Then she left the room to telephone a Christian Science practitioner and ask him to pray with us.
