When my oldest daughter was about four years old, a skin disease appeared on her face. Since I was raised with Christian Science and had seen many healings in my life by understanding my spiritual identity as God’s child, I felt comfortable praying about this situation. But it seemed the more I prayed to see my daughter’s immortal, spiritual identity, and the unreality of the condition, the more the disease seemed to spread, and I was fearful.
My mother told me that she thought the name of the disease was impetigo, believed to be contagious. Because Christian Scientists obey the law, I kept my daughter away from anyone outside of our family.
My neighbor’s children frequently came to our home to play with my children, so I called my neighbor to let her know my daughter had a contagious disease and would not be able to play until it was gone. She asked me the name of the disease, and I told her that my mother thought it was impetigo and I was praying. She suggested I could use medicine. I thanked her for her concern but told her I expected a complete healing through prayer.