Last Summer, I went to a camp for Christian Scientists in Colorado. One day, while I was jumping on the trampoline, I twisted my ankle badly. My ankle looked as big as a tennis ball, and I couldn't put any weight on it. I was scared at first. But I was also confident that prayer would heal me because all my life I've been learning to trust God. I've had healings before, too, like the night I had a terrible earache and was totally healed in 20 minutes after I prayed.
When I hurt my ankle, lots of people at camp were there to help me. They shared spiritual healings of their own, prayed with me, and took good care of me. All their love and help felt like God's way of telling me that I could never be outside His love, and that I could be healed.
A Christian Science practitioner who was at camp started praying with me right away. She made me feel like a baby bird, cared for and safe in a warm, comforting nest. She and I talked a lot about the fact that no situation is bigger than God.
