One summer while in college, I was hired to assist on an archaeological dig. The crew members and I were outdoors constantly, working at times in heavy undergrowth. One Friday morning I woke with symptoms of acute ivy poisoning, which literally covered me from head to foot.
I reached immediately for the copies of the Bible and Science and Health I'd brought along, and began to read. I don't remember now what I read but I recall soon feeling at peace. In fact I felt a deep joy I had never really known before, and I had absolutely no doubt that I was in God's good care.
My supervisor and the crew were very concerned; because we were sleeping in close quarters, several members feared for themselves. So I decided to go home for a few days.
