Article February 22, 1999 Issue

HEALED OF A HEREDITARY CONDITION

Lynn Gray Jackson

As a child I was often told of a relative who had a peculiar rash. The story described what this relative did about it, and how it disturbed her. There was much fearfulness and mystery in these accounts of the malady.

I thought little about this condition, however, until the day I found this peculiar rash on my body in the same location where my relative experienced it years before.

Then I began to think that what was called for was my prayers and mental treatment in order to heal this malady. I turned to God with all my heart and soul to learn what He knows of me. I prayed to feel God's presence, to know His power. I could feel my thought turning from fear to comfort, from uncontrollable anxiety to peace. I reasoned that God's presence fills all space—both in thought and in life—and that there couldn't be room for evil in His universe. His infinitude is all good, which naturally precludes anything He didn't or wouldn't create.

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