Testimony of Healing March 12, 1977 Issue

One day last winter while walking to the mailbox, down an icy...

Eleanor H. Brenes

One day last winter while walking to the mailbox, down an icy slope to the street below, I fell on my back. The impact was severe. I had to lie still and catch my breath. During this time I declared my unity with God and His allness, as His child. I then arose, picked up the mail, and returned home. Some hours later I began to feel effects from the fall. The upper portion of my back and chest were in distress. For several days I prayed faithfully, but I did not get better; if anything, things seemed worse. I decided to approach the problem differently.

I began by examining my thought, feelings, and reactions in general. In all honesty I found I really needed a good mental overhauling, a regeneration. The physical condition was compelling me to exercise patience with myself. Too often I had neglected to be patient with myself and in my dealings with family and associates. Now my movements were often slow; sometimes I had to pray before I could move at all. I was learning to be patient, compassionate, and forgiving of others. I sorely needed this discipline and I was grateful for it because it meant being more Godlike.

I recalled that John the Baptist baptized with water, requiring of people this first proof of willingness to part with old beliefs and to be made pure, but that Christ Jesus baptized with the Holy Ghost and fire, indicating a deeper and more permanent reform whereby the dross of materiality is consumed and our sincerity established.

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