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A pilot learns from his 'spiritual instruments'

While at a military flight-training course in New Mexico last February, I became very ill. My digestive tract shut down, and I came down with a high fever and chills. It felt as though there were a brick in my intestines, and I couldn't go to the bathroom. There was also swelling in my abdomen that made it difficult to walk. I was afraid there was something awful going on inside me, and that maybe it was. triggered by some bad whipping cream I'd eaten.

As I sometimes do when I have a condition that needs to be treated, I called a Christian Science practitioner for help through prayer. Based on the physical healings I've had in the past, I felt this was the most effective treatment. I knew that there is one infinite God, who is only good, and that I needed to begin listening to what He was telling me about my state of being, and not to what my five senses were saying about it. And I knew the practitioner's prayers would support me in this.

A really cool analogy to explain my reasoning for relying on spiritual means for healing, comes from my flight training. When we fly, we have instruments in our cockpit that tell us what's going on—whether we're descending or ascending, turning right or left. But what our instruments say, and what we feel, are often the opposite. For example, if we're in the clouds, our body can fool us into thinking we're in a spiraling dive although we're actually climbing, and vice versa. The body doesn't give us a reliable indication of what's really happening with the plane. In training, we're taught that no matter what we feel, we have to believe our flight instruments over our senses. Otherwise we're deceived, and the consequences can be disastrous.

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