MY HUSBAND, RYAN, AND I had always thought we might have a family some day, but I just didn't see how a child would fit into our lives. We'd been married for ten years and both of us had busy, productive careers. Part of me just didn't want to give up the personal and financial success we'd achieved so far—and I felt this success would be compromised by a family.
Then, one day, a distressing physical difficulty sent me home from the office and impelled me to pray for a sense of peace and well-being. In my life, I've learned increasingly to look to God for my health and happiness. And this time, I was literally on my knees.
I thought about what I'd learned from the Bible about the nature of God as loving Creator, and His creation—including every one of us—as His reflection. Then I remembered a statement that Mary Baker Eddy made in her autobiography, Retrospection and Introspection: "The sun sends forth light, but not suns; so God reflects Himself, or Mind, but does not subdivide Mind, or good, into minds, good and evil." Ret., p. 56. I thought about what this meant for me: If God is the source of all life, love, intelligence, opportunity, health, and so forth—and I was His reflection—then I was more than a receptacle for those things, I was the evidence and activity of them. I considered the idea that perhaps I already possessed the things I was seeking.
