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January-March, 2013

Sickness Becomes a Spiritual Adventure

by Anne Mepham

I woke up early one November morning feeling very unwell. My head hurt, I was shaking and felt sick. I said nothing to my husband who brought me a cup of tea, as he has every day of our 20 year marriage, with just one exception when he was working abroad.

I lay there quite puzzled. I really shouldn’t be sick and really did not expect to be sick. Nevertheless, herewith I was struggling with it!

I forced the tea down and my husband went off to work, oblivious to my plight. He had a long day ahead of him beginning with a long drive to an important meeting, so he had enough to think about.

I was by now feeling much worse and was in and out of the bathroom and feeling very weak. When I heard my husband’s car pull away around 6:30 a.m., I began to pray in earnest. I have, for a long time now, relied on prayer to sort me out when needed and to guide me through my day. Prayer, for me, is going to God to hear about Her goodness, thinking about God’s goodness and then listening for what She would have me know.

The first thing I heard was Consciousness is What I Am. I felt immediate excitement, I thought, yes, the Christ Consciousness is my consciousness, is my Nature, and my Being. It is completely separate from the human picture.

The little ego, I thought, has no consciousness, has no power whatsoever to hurt or influence me in any way. The Christ is free and not imprisoned by decisions made by human will or mortal influence. God’s children are free, I thought, and not bound by the confines of materiality of any kind.

I thought about the physical body. Something I had read years before came to mind about how what we see as a human body has no intelligence and no awareness of what it is doing. It doesn’t know if it’s standing up or if its sitting down. Of course, I thought, neither does it know if it is sick or well, in fact neither can it be sick or well.

I was loving what I was hearing. I sank down into the covers, realising that I had so much to be grateful for. Here I was not well, but in such a comfortable bed with every comfort that I could wish for, my home, my husband, and my surroundings so pleasant. All, I reasoned, God’s wonderful way of caring for me.

It must have been around 8:30 a.m. by now so I decided to wash my face and go downstairs. I was still in my dressing gown, not feeling well enough to dress. I lay down on the settee.

Again I felt immense gratitude for all the comfort of my home. My thoughts went through some of the lovely ideas which had come to me a short while before.

The next time I looked at the clock it was 10:00 a.m. I was feeling fine, no pain, and no sickness. Just felt wonderful. I went upstairs to dress. I had a cup of tea and a couple of biscuits and spent the rest of the day until 4:00 p.m., working on Assignment 201: Adventure into the Sacred Life – Introduction to Spiritual Ministry.

I then remembered that I had no lunch, so I made up for that and then enjoyed a meal later that evening with my husband.

The day had been quite an adventure. ❦

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