My teenage son and I were driving to southern Georgia for a sporting event in which he was to participate. After we’d been in the car for quite a while, we stopped for lunch. While getting back in the car, I tripped backward over the curb and fell onto the pavement. My son immediately came to my rescue. I was in tears and on the ground, and he so lovingly helped me up. I brushed myself off, and we got back in the car. But I wasn’t sure I could drive. I was far away from help and in pain. I began to pray.
My first thought was that I was so grateful to be a Christian Scientist. I realized I didn’t need to find an emergency room; I could “pause,—wait on God” (Mary Baker Eddy, Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, p. 323), hear God’s angel messages for me, and find healing. God’s peace and love were present.
My son started the car for me, and I found I was fully able to drive. As I did, I continued to pray quietly, and I thought of how God’s love blankets the universe with universal good. I felt such love, knowing that I was included in that care. Wrapped in the arms of divine Love, I could reflect only wholeness, health, and joy.
