Article March 17, 1973 Issue

I Am Not Afraid

Cornelia Joyce Haley

Sharon had always spent her summers in the country, riding her horse through open fields and wooded trails. She loved the beauty of broad valleys where the farmhouses hid beside brooks and tall trees. And where birds called to each other as they flew to secret places in the bushes. Sometimes, where she rode, she met strangers who talked kindly and admired her horse. Everywhere she saw the qualities of God expressed. She felt so happy and safe.

But one fall Sharon had to face a very different experience. She was going to school in New York City. She dreaded the closed-in feeling of tall buildings, the mobs of people, the bad things that were supposed to happen sometimes if you went out alone at night.

All her life Christian Science had shown her the answer to problems. She knew the answer would come, not by trying to change things around her but when she changed her thinking. However, it was impossible for her to make the buildings of New York smaller. And she couldn't close her eyes to the crime that seemed to exist there. But she could change her attitude. Her feeling of fear meant something was wrong in her thinking. She was admitting there could be an evil place, a place where God and His goodness isn't All. How could she expect to be safe anywhere if she thought there was even one place where she could be separated from divine Love?

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