Testimony of Healing June 9, 1997 Issue

Early one morning I set out on a bicycle ride

Susan Lea Condon

Early one morning I set out on a bicycle ride. The streets were silent. As I rode through the shadowy, tree-lined paths, I found myself thanking God for all of His abundant beauty and bounty. I reached a shopping center and turned my bike into the parking lot. Suddenly a car was backing out quickly. It all happened so fast. It was obvious that the driver didn't see me.

I was thrown into the air quite a distance. Right at that moment I realized that my true identity was not a material body. An accident could not harm or destroy who I really was, the spiritual image and likeness of God. I remember declaring that I could never be separated from my Father-Mother God. I saw that I could not be damaged or hurt, because Spirit, God, gave me life. I absolutely knew that my life was in His hands and that I was surrounded and upheld by His infinite, all-embracing love.

I'd been studying to learn more of God and His Christ and of the healing, saving power of God's presence, and I was confident that the spiritual understanding of this power would help me in my need. Immediately I got up unaided, continuing silently to acknowledge my God-given dominion over the accident. I assured the driver that I was all right. I felt totally unharmed.

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