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Faced With Death
 
     One night I suddenly became very ill. I went into the bathroom, hoping not to disturb my husband. Soon I realized that I was losing consciousness and felt as if I were passing on. It came to me that I could make a choice. I could pass on, or I could refuse to pass on. I had four young children. I felt strongly that it was right for me to live for their sakes. I must not die. So I refused to yield to the suggestion of dying and clung to the fact that God is Life, the only Life. Therefore I was sure that my life was safe and well in God’s loving care. I called out. My husband heard me and came to my aid. He helped me back into bed. Together we declared spiritual truths that we remembered from the Bible and from the Christian Science textbook, Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy. All fear soon left me, and I was confident that healing was quickly taking place. The phrase “I love Thy way of freedom, Lord” came to me. It was from Hymn 136 from the Christian Science Hymnal. I opened the hymnal and prayed with the words of the hymn. Then I memorized all of the words so I could I ponder them through the night. I was completely healed with no after effects. I arose the next morning fresh and well able to be the active wife and mother that I normally was. My heart overflowed with gratitude to my Father-Mother, God, for this quick healing that came about as a result of my study of Christian Science.
     These are the words of the hymn that helped me so much. They were written by Violet Hay. 
I love Thy way of freedom, Lord,
To serve Thee is my choice,
In Thy clear light of Truth I rise
And, listening for Thy voice,
I hear Thy promise old and new,
That bids all fear to cease:
My presence still shall go with thee
And I will give thee peace.

Though storm or discord cross my path
Thy power is still my stay,
Though human will and woe would check
My upward-soaring way;
All unafraid I wait, the while
Thy angels bring release,
For still Thy presence is with me,
And Thou dost give me peace.

I climb, with joy, the heights of Mind,
To soar o'er time and space;
I yet shall know as I am known
And see Thee face to face.
Till time and space and fear are naught
My quest shall never cease,
Thy presence ever goes with me
And Thou dost give me peace.
 
Marquita
Ventura, CA