My wife passed on in 1982. During our more than forty years of happy, harmonious marriage the love, compassion, and unselfishness my wife expressed had been an inspiration to me.
But my first thoughts when she passed on were of sorrow and despair. I soon realized though, that this was error, or a false, mortal sense which would tempt me to believe that death has power and is a reality. I knew, as a student of Christian Science, that the only true power is divine Love, God.
I asserted that my wife was firmly in the arms of divine Love as she always had been, and as I was, and everyone. I also recalled Mrs. Eddy's spiritual interpretation of part of the twenty-third Psalm (Science and Health, p. 578): ". . . and I will dwell in the house [the consciousness] of [love] for ever." Then I remembered Christ Jesus' words (John 14:2) "In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you." These thoughts comforted me; I felt assured that my wife dwelt in that "house," that consciousness of Love.
