GOD NEVER LOSES SIGHT OF YOU

MEMORY LOSS. IT'S IN THE NEWS. It enters conversations. It even started entering mine several years ago, including the private conversations I had with myself. I found myself thinking: I would hate to lose my memory. How would I know how to take care of myself, especially since I live on my own? How could I pray and help myself if I forgot about Christian Science? I shrugged off those fears, but never really specifically prayed about them.

Then about three years ago, I started experiencing random dizzy spells. They only lasted a few seconds, and at first I wasn't too alarmed. But soon the episodes became more frequent and lasted longer. When this happened, I would be filled with fear since my memory seemed to drain away like water down a sink. Sometimes I didn't know where I was or who any of the people around me were—I wasn't even sure I knew myself.

Of course this was alarming. It felt as if this problem had a life of its own, and that I was helpless to do anything. But I prayed. And the interesting thing was, I never lost sight of God's abiding love for me. Despite this blanket of fear that threatened to smother me, I began to see that divine Love's presence was always there, even though I was only faintly aware of it at first. This, in a sense, became my lifeline, since I couldn't specifically pray during the episodes. I started to see that I had a choice: I could choose fear, or I could choose to lean on Love. With each attack, it was like making this choice all over again for the first time. But I realized that I was beginning to trust Love in a deeper way than I ever had before.

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