The light of understanding heals

Some time ago my supervisor moved my office to a new room with a window, which filled the room with light. I shared this space with a new employee, but when I returned from vacation I found she had removed my things from my desk and replaced them with her own. I was moved to an interior, rather dark room with a new office mate. I also noticed that the new employee had evidently spread lies about me during my absence.

I expressed friendship to colleagues, seeing all as God made them, perfect, loving, and cooperative.

At first, it was an effort to watch my thinking and not react. I loved my job, felt well-placed, had enjoyed a good relationship with the staff, and this new turn of events threatened that previous success. However, I knew reacting was not the right thing to do. It wasn’t fear that kept me from responding to my colleague in kind, nor did I feel victimized; it was the sure trust that God, Mind, was directing me and would lead me to say the right thing at the right time. I had experienced instances in the past where I’d spoken up when I felt a situation needed correcting. But on this occasion I felt sure that applying prayerful truths based on God—the only Truth—would adjust the situation peaceably.

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