As a teen-ager I had recurring heavy colds with nosebleed. I was quite frightened during these times of difficult breathing. I asked a Christian Science practitioner to pray for me, but for a while I was unable to let go of the fear of suffocation. One time when I reported that I was not making progress, the practitioner quoted a hymn from the Christian Science Hymnal, which begins (No. 144):
In atmosphere of Love divine,
We live, and move, and breathe.
He also reminded me of Mrs. Eddy's hymn (No. 207), "Mother's Evening Prayer," which begins with these words:
