When an energetic young boy unexpectedly karate-chopped my hand, it hurt. But I didn’t give it a whole lot of thought, much less prayer. The situation felt ridiculous, the injury hardly seemed serious, and it just seemed there were more important things to focus on. After a couple of days, though, things hadn’t really improved.
So periodically over the next several days, when the hand was especially bothering me, I would mentally affirm spiritual truths I’d learned from the Bible and Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy—truths that spoke to the allness of God, good, and to my identity as the spiritual reflection of God’s goodness, purity, and strength.
These prayerful moments always left me feeling encouraged. But my hand was still uncomfortable almost all the time and lacked the strength to pick up even a cup of water.
