Injury from a pet healed

After a busy Saturday afternoon in spring last year, I decided to take a short nap. I lay down on my bed with the screened-in window open behind me. 

My very large cat, Buttons, also decided that a nap was a good idea and snuggled up next to me. I soon drifted off, only to be sharply awakened by something hitting my head very hard. I jumped up quickly. Buttons stood by the window, looking rather sheepish. I realized he had probably seen a squirrel outside and lunged toward it, jumping on my face on his way. I felt shocked and was in a great deal of pain, and I wasn’t sure if one of my eyes had been injured. But I immediately knew one thing: I was going to choose to get information only from spiritual sense, and not from what the material senses were telling me.

I wanted to avoid the large mirror in my room because I didn’t feel that examining my face would help as I prayed, so I walked quickly into the next room. As I went, I vehemently declared the truth out loud: that I was completely spiritual, that God was the only power and was in complete control of His creation, that God loved me and was caring tenderly for me, and that there was no ferocity in God’s peaceful, harmonious creation. Buttons is a very sweet cat, but when he sees other animals, he sometimes goes crazy. I continued to pray these thoughts out loud to calm my fear.