When we were vacationing at the beach last summer, our twelve-year-old son was struck by a stingray on his toe while playing in the surf. After reaching him, my husband and I were met by a lifeguard, who quickly saw what had happened and wrapped our son’s foot to stop the bleeding.
We were advised to leave the beach immediately and told that the pain from the stingray’s venom would continue to grow and could take many hours to dissipate.
I endeavored to calm our son by reminding him of spiritual truths he was learning in his Christian Science Sunday School. I reassured him that God was caring for both him and the stingray, and that neither of them was guilty of an offense against the other, so neither could suffer.
