Last spring was a very busy time for me. Two teenage foster daughters, my own twenty-something daughter, and my husband and I were all quarantined together. When public places started to reopen early in May, my daughters became active, returning to activities and visiting with friends. They were thoughtful and law-abiding, but still active.

Then sometime later that month, a few in our household developed slight cold symptoms, and I began to have difficulty and pain breathing when I walked. I worried that I had the coronavirus. 

In deep prayer while I was uncomfortable one night, these words from a hymn in the Christian Science Hymnal: Hymns 430–603 came to me: “It is well with my soul” (Horatio G. Spafford, adapted, No. 596). The temptation to wonder about my health gently gave way to a profound spiritual awakening to the fact that as the creation of our completely good Father-Mother God, I am completely good—holy and perfect. All is well with my being—with all that I am.