ONE BEAUTIFUL Sunday morning, I sat in a Christian Science church in Colorado looking out at snowcapped mountains and listening to a soloist as she sang: "Be not afraid, for I have redeemed you. Be not afraid, I have called you by name ... You are mine, you are precious in my sight."
At that point, the tears began to flow as I felt anything but precious. I had recently learned that my husband of 30 years had been unfaithful and I felt my life had been shattered.
I deeply pondered the words of that solo. It awoke in me the realization that I was indeed precious to God. In fact, I was truly wedded to God, divine Love. My relationship with God was perfect. It was not adulterated, but pure and constant. What a wonderful relief this idea brought me! I felt washed clean.