A close friend recently visited my husband and me, staying with us for several days. He apologized for being “at the end of a cold” but added that he was not contagious. The symptoms were occasionally loud and obvious, so I kept mentally alert, silently declaring that all was well. I affirmed that God, good, was in control and that sickness could not invade the atmosphere of divine Love—the only atmosphere there is. I was not impressed with the “broadcast news”—the physical evidence that suggested that a cold could have power over anyone.

We all had a very nice, active visit. When our guest left that Saturday morning, he was feeling much better.

Sunday morning, as my husband and I drove to church, I commented that I was feeling rather “out of it” and that I might need to take an afternoon nap, although I’m not a napper. At first, I excused the way I felt, telling myself that I was just tired, but then I caught this suggestion and affirmed that there is no good excuse for error—mistaken beliefs about a lack of health and wholeness—of any sort, no excuse whatsoever! And how could it be possible to feel “out of it” in the loving atmosphere of God and church?