About three o'clock one morning my mother phoned me in a...

About three o'clock one morning my mother phoned me in a state of distress. She had tried to get out of bed, only to find that her legs were useless. She had fallen, but had managed to crawl to the telephone, which was quite near.

As a Christian Scientist, I immediately denied this error, for I knew that all true activity belongs to God and cannot cease to express His perfection. I also denied vigorously that there is any power separate from God and affirmed that spiritual ideas naturally move in accord with His law of good. I acknowledged my mother's real being as God's perfect likeness. I then assured her that she would be all right and that we would come at once. My husband and I hurried to her home, which was about four miles away.

When we arrived, we found that she had tried to get back to bed; she was quite cold and not very responsive. We made her warm and comfortable. She then said in a whisper that she thought she was passing on. I put my arm around her, again comforting her with the assurance that she would be all right. Next we gave her a drink, as her lips seemed dry. Still praying silently, I knew that nothing apart from good could enter her thoughts, or mine, or my husband's.

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July 14, 1980

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