Recently while studying a lesson on "Love" in the Christian Science Quarterly, I suddenly thought, "God loves me!" Almost as quickly came the realization that this was a complete and absolute truth, permitting no modification.
I saw it wouldn't do to start with such comforting words and then undo them by adding some qualifier: "God loves me when . . ." or "God loves me but . . . ." Nor would it do to make this truth conjectural: "If God loves me, then why . . .?"
Any such qualification, I realized, was a mistake of mortal reasoning, resulting in a diminished sense of good, whereas good is infinite since it is God. As a Christian Scientist I knew better than to believe an outright lie such as "God hates me," but I discovered I wasn't so readily on guard against these subtler ways of denying good.
