Several years ago I enjoyed an outdoor concert on a lawn in front of a beautiful pavilion, along with about twenty thousand others. Early in the evening I noticed a young man near me holding his head in his hands. A friend knelt beside him and tried to comfort him, but he plainly did not feel well.
What was my place here? I could have offered to pray for him. But the music was too loud for easy conversation, and there were others between him and me. Doing nothing was obviously not right, but what could I do?
I began by praying for myself. I prayed to “our Father-Mother God, all-harmonious” (Mary Baker Eddy, Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, p. 16), acknowledging that, as it says in the Scriptures, each one of us is the image of God, Spirit. I knew that as God’s image I could see and know only what God sees and knows—the perfection of spiritual being, harmonious in every respect. I affirmed that my whole perception comes through spiritual sense and includes peace, joy, harmony, wholeness—all the spiritual qualities of God, good, and certainly no awareness of discord, illness, or limitation.
