Two summers ago, during a dry spell, I decided to apply a dust allayant on our driveway. I secured this material at a dealer's, and two men lifted the bag into the rear compartment of my car. The bag weighed about two hundred pounds. When I was getting it out of the car onto a steel wheelbarrow, it broke from my grasp, and I fell directly onto the edge of the barrow.
I lay gasping for breath, and I felt like dozing off. This coming of apathy awoke me to the necessity of a genuine realization of my real selfhood as a perfect, spiritual idea of divine Mind. I lay there thinking of the reason of my being and the fact that I could not pass out of or beyond God's care for His child and that, because of this truth, I had the ability to prove this.
Suddenly this verse came to me:
