Some time ago I paddled an incredibly beautiful stretch of the Wisconsin River with a friend. The day was gorgeous, the wildlife abundant, and my new boat light and responsive. But that night, my arms hurt a lot. I couldn’t move without feeling pain.
At first, as I paced the floor, I felt I couldn’t even think enough to pray, because of the pain. But then I thought of something a Christian Science Sunday School teacher had once shared with me: “God is closer to you than your very breath.”
That’s pretty close. In fact, God and I—God and all Her children—are inseparable as Mind and its ideas. This truth comforted me. Right where the pain seemed so very real, there was the thought of God, Truth, correcting and destroying it.
