One icy day in January I slipped and fell, striking my back on the step outside my front door. As I was going down, I kept denying fear, saying, "Oh, no, you don't! You are not going to attach yourself to me, and I am not going to accept any part of you."
My husband was in the garage and was alerted to the need. As he helped me up, I was asserting the fact that there are no accidents in God's kingdom. It came to me that I should keep walking, be active mentally and physically. This I did continuously, repeating the first line of Hymn No. 139 in the Christian Science Hymnal, "I walk with Love [God] along the way."
In countless ways fear was trying to present itself for acceptance to be either felt or heard. I knew the truth about this lie and that if I listened I would fall into bondage to it. After all, isn't that the only way one can really fall in bondage to error?
