Article December 1, 1997 Issue

Can bad weather make you sick?

Mary Lee S. O'Neal

A Raincoat and an umbrella offered little protection for me that windy, wet day a couple of years ago. My husband and I were in Poland with a raindrenched group, splashing across an ancient city square.

My feet became colder and wetter as I dashed through deep puddles, and I realized that I had a choice: I could think of this situation as one where I might become ill—or I could refuse to be affected by such conditions. I chose the latter and began to pray in a way that affirmed what I knew was true about all of God's children, and therefore about me. I also put out of my thought anything that was not true according to my understanding of God's and His creation.

Here's how my reasoning went: "Do not believe for a moment that your true being is found in matter; that you are a besieged mortal caught in a situation that can cause harm. You are dwelling right now in God's presence, in Love's warmth, in Life's safety. You are enveloped in the law of Christ, Truth, and so you are inseparable from God's care and protection. You are God's offspring." I knew I had to hold to my identity as God's offspring, to remember that I was safe, secure, and complete in His kingdom.

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