It was January of 2021. I had gone to pick up my granddaughter from preschool, and we had just settled into our lunch routine when my daughter called. She sounded upset and told me that she was coming home from work because she had tested positive for COVID-19. 

When she got home, she told me that I had to leave and urged me to be sure to follow the pandemic protocols. I tried to say something comforting and told her that I would stay for a few moments, since she wanted to call a Christian Science practitioner. When she got off the phone, I told my daughter and my granddaughter that I loved them and said goodbye. None of the usual hugs or kisses, just a goodbye for now. 

I started the car and began my hour-long ride home. That’s when a parade of scary mental images that had been in the news regarding the coronavirus began to march through my thinking. I began to cry and pulled the car over to regain control and to think. What could I do? I needed to find some peace. Help me, God! Immediately, I remembered a CD from The Christian Science Publishing Society, Wings of Healing by Wendy Reynolds, that I had in my car. It’s a collection of solos that are often heard in Christian Science church services. I popped it into the CD player and hit shuffle.