Flying without fear

I used to be so afraid of flying that my career was threatened. My work involved some traveling, so I insisted on going by train. Then I was told that the tremendous consumption of time required in traveling by train or car would no longer be tolerated. Without even asking me, my boss scheduled my next trip on an airplane. When I found out, I was stunned, shocked—and scared stiff.

The evening before that trip, I prayed for hours. This idea in Science and Health helped me: "Inspired thought relinquishes a material, sensual, and mortaltheory of the universe, and adopts the spiritual and immortal" (p. 547). The fear that was plaguing me was certainly not from God. I had learned that if something was not good, it was not of God; and, more important, that it was not real.

As I began to feel more aware of God's all-powerful nature, and the love, peace, joy, and harmony that it holds for us, my fear disappeared. I even slept well that night. The next morning was exciting and fun. I was comfortable and completely unafraid during the plane trip—and I was grateful. Since that time, I've enjoyed every flight I've taken, whether for business or pleasure.

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