Lives Touched  

Several years ago, was a really dark and difficult time in my life – I was having serious relationship problems, deep financial problems and I was suffering from intense debilitating migraine headaches. I don’t know if you’ve ever had a migraine but when you get one, the whole world has to stop. The pain is so intense you have to shut out everything. I can remember lying in bed, trying not to move, being perfectly still but so terrified that it hurt to even think. I was completely overwhelmed by the pain and I wanted to die.

I called for help, for prayerful treatment and then reached out to divine Love – really reached out, with all my heart- pushing my thought up through the pain and crying out please help me. And I’ll tell you, in that moment, something broke through my thought, it was like I reached this realization that I was separate from the pain.

It’s hard to describe because I knew the pain was still there, but I was consciously separate from it and it couldn’t hurt me. I was feeling the effects of your prayerful treatment.

And in that moment began to realize that I was separate from the pain because I wasn’t separate from God. I was safe. The comfort of that touched me deeply. I could feel something change. As I laid there slowly, quietly thinking deeply about this, I remembered something you said, “that pain is not more powerful than love.” That idea gave me such strength that I was actually able to sit up.

Over the next few weeks, when the pain tried to return, I stayed in touch with you, until the pain finally left for good. Consequently, my relationships improved, my finances took a turn in the right direction, really every aspect of my life changed for the better. But to be freed forever from that pain… what an unspeakable gift!

During a routine medical examination, I was diagnosed with a fibroid, a condition that affects 30% of women. There were several different types of medical options available, but I wasn’t interested in an invasive medical procedure; I wanted to be healed. I wanted to see the pure spiritual essence of my being – whole and free. Without any fibrous tissue. So, I called for prayerful treatment, searching for ideas on how to become conscious of my spiritual selfhood. To recognize and prove that I wasn’t just physical flesh and bones susceptible to disease, but that I was the actual expression of a spiritual eternal being with an unbroken relationship to my divine Creator.

Sometimes I would declare this for a few minutes before the fear would go away and sometimes, especially in the middle of the night, I would pray this way for hours – firmly declaring the truth of my unbroken relationship to the divine, of my spiritual, pure nature and being. I never gave up or gave in to the fear, trusting your prayerful treatment was reliable and effective for me today, right now. I trusted that spiritual truth would break the hold of the effect that this diagnosis had on my body and free me completely. I found through daily treatment that the more I trusted this truth, the more I was convinced that I could be healed. Every time I felt fearful, I called for help and applied these ideas to the fear and to the belief of the fibroid until one day it dissolved… it simply melted away.

I know exactly when this healing took place it was such an insightful and sacred experience. Although I’d had other smaller physical healings with you in the past, of burned hands, back pain and muscle strains, where the symptoms simply disappeared, this time the healing was different, it was notable, tangible, like a bright warm light was permeating my body. And that sensation lasted for several minutes while I stood perfectly still. And I knew right in that moment that I had been healed, that the fibroid had dissolved; it was replaced with the idea of my genuine spiritual perfection.

I was so grateful for this divine encounter, not only to be rid of the fibroid, but for the experience itself, because I was profoundly changed by the knowledge of this power and the proof of God’s loving care for us all.

I’m losing my mind. About five years ago, it became difficult to remember anything. Thoughts would come and go, but nothing stayed. I constantly drew a blank - names of loved ones, the combination to my bike lock, and remembering what I was doing moment-by-moment, all seemed to be lost on me.

Regaining clarity began with a call for treatment and a simple prayer:

Remind me. Not, Help me to remember, but Re-mind me. Remind me of your presence. Let it fill my consciousness and remove any sense of fear or disease. I am always and only in a conscious state of divine awareness.

Amid the confusion and fear of losing my mind, I began to gain a measure of tranquility - the treatments were helping. I became more conscious of my inseparability from spiritual good. Realizing this unity relieved me of stress and panic, encouraged me, and brought a great peace of mind. Feeling the mental presence of divinity became more important to me than knowing any one thought or doing any one task. Acknowledging the presence of divine Love each moment became a natural way of thinking. This enabled me to remember whatever I needed to each moment. Surprisingly, information I didn’t even know I knew began to surface in my thought. I was able to make certain decisions quickly, and solutions to problems appeared naturally.

I stood firm in my prayers that I express full mental capacity every moment, and with continued treatment I found that I had the courage to accept nothing less. Becoming and staying conscious of divine Love’s presence is an awesome experience. I more fully understood that the inner communication is always speaking to me in a way that I can understand. It supersedes and corrects any human opinions or fears that might influence us. The Scripture says, “Be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind…” And this renewing of my mind is forever ongoing.

For me, this meant the full restoration and normalization of mental action. I affirmed consistently that there can be no absence of my fully functioning mind, nor can any other mind come between me and my spiritual nature. This truth dispelled the suggestion that something was wrong with me and that I didn’t know or couldn’t remember something.

A favorite poem, by John Greenleaf Wittier, “Re-clothe us in our rightful mind,” was something that I sang with joy. I let go of what I thought was my mind and humbly relied on the “presence of mind” for every right thought.

The complete healing took persistent treatment and prayer, but gradually, after several months, the pressure and fear I had been feeling dissolved. I could remember what I was doing, where the car keys were, or what someone’s name was. What joy! I am deeply grateful for the prayerful treatments and great peace of mind I continue to feel today.