Now what? I just didn’t know. My head swirled with anxiety about what my new career would be, and especially about the recent loss of a loved one. As I let the anxious thoughts consume me, I suddenly noticed painful boils in one of my armpits, a condition that had emerged every few months for as long as I could remember.
This time the annoyance persisted until I realized that I had to deal with these thoughts which, to me, were the root of the problem. Anxiety is defined in one dictionary as “concern . . . which disturbs the mind, and keeps it in a state of painful uneasiness” (Webster’s, 1913). What this amounts to is fear. Mary Baker Eddy makes a connection between fear and its effect on the body when she writes, “Inflammation is fear, an excited state of mortals which is not normal” (Science and Health, pp. 414–415).
As I began to study the book of Isaiah, in the Bible, it became clear to me that God, good was in complete control of every aspect of my life, and that I could never be cut off from anything good, including the good I had always cherished in the individual who had passed on. The fear began to dissipate, and as a result of the spiritual unfoldment that came from my study, the boils opened naturally and drained in just a few days.