For about two years I had a problem with my feet. At times they were quite painful, to the point where I found myself hobbling, barely able to walk. I prayed about this and called for help from a Christian Science practitioner, but the condition did not yield.
Many people offered diagnoses of the trouble and recommended medical approaches for a cure—though there were no guarantees these methods would be effective or fast. As uncomfortable as I was, I knew my answer would come through Christian Science. But when? I was getting weary of the problem, for I loved to walk and run.
Then something happened that gave me a clue to what I needed to see in regard to my feet. It was Thanksgiving, and I wanted to use my good dishes. However, I found that three dinner plates and a candy dish were missing. What could have happened to this missing china? I came to the conclusion that those pieces must have been broken, and whoever was responsible for that had failed to tell me. I was completely convinced of it. I was livid for a time, but prayed to be forgiving.