One bright and beautiful Monday morning as I started to make breakfast, this dialogue took place between what I'll call "me" and the "still small voice" of spiritual intuition:
Me: "Hey, my throat is painful. Chest feels tight. I've caught that cold that's going around. I'll have to cancel my visit with my new baby granddaughter."
"Still small voice": "Wait! What is God's law here? God knows only goodness and health. A cold isn't good. The suggestion of a cold doesn't have the power to change health to illness. You don't have to have a cold."
