I am just back from a short trip to Boston. I love long flights. They give me time to think. And to pray. And to sleep.
This time, high above the Atlantic, things rocked and rolled with heavy turbulence of the head banging sort. I was shaken from a nap, not only by the movement but, by the murmurs of fear from my fellow passengers. For a few moments, a growing terror seemed to be drawing all oxygen from the plane and was threatening to take my breath with it.
But, instead of just succumbing to the fear, I fought back with the only tool I had to defeat it. I prayed. And as I prayed, I thought, "We are safe because we are not alone. We are safely hid with Christ in God where no evil or terror can reach."
Within seconds the crazy shaking stopped and calm returned. I can't tell you how many times I have observed this on airplanes and in other situations where big shake ups have threatened to take me out. Once fear is faced and handled in prayer, turbulence in any form stops cold.
Here are a few posts that take on the question of fear and how to handle it when things get tough. Also, find a link to a 17 minute podcast, entitled, "Hid with Christ in God" that was put together at the time of the 10th Anniversary of the World Trade Center bombing by the Christian Science Board of Directors. It is a real treat, offering their personal insights into handling intense fear.
It had been a pretty busy time. We moved with our six children from the North to the South, and were living in a large apartment complex until the sale of our former house was completed. Try that with six children and a dog! Yup. It was busy. But it was also an adventure.
The apartment complex was new and attractive and living there was kind of like living in a college dorm. Even better, our patio doors overlooked the swimming pool and, now that we were in the South, we had a lot of opportunity to swim.
As busy as I was with moving and family, I was also beginning to take calls from people seeking help through prayer to solve their problems. Until I could find a downtown office, I put a desk in the corner of my bedroom for a quiet place to study and pray. The Bible and Mary Baker Eddy’s Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, were my textbooks for healing prayer.
"Don't panic. I am here. I will see you out." That was the message that came to me when I found myself on the floor of my room curled up in a ball, panicking, crying, feeling like I had reached my wit's end over a problem that had persisted for three years and seemed suddenly worse than ever. I was at a total loss of how to go forward. The mental dialogue went like this:
"I (sob) can't (sob) do this (sob, sob) anymore. (Exhausted sob)"
"You don't have to."
"No (sob) really. I can't pray about this anymore, I don't have any more thoughts I can think to move forward. (sob) I quit."
"Don't think any more. I am your Mind. Let me think for you. Don't panic. I am here. I will see you out."
I have practiced Christian Science professionally in
some form since 1979.
But my journey with
Christian Science started
in a Sunday school
where as a young child
I was taught the Scriptures and some simple basics
of Jesus' method of
scientific Christian healing.
A significant experience
at the age of twelve
opened my eyes to
the great potential
of this practice.
After impaling my foot
on a nail,
I prayed the way I had learned
in Sunday school.
the pain stopped
and healing began.
By the next morning the wound had disappeared completely.
the great potential
of Christian Science,
there would be no