A week ago, at the end of a very active work day, feelings of sickness started to suddenly take over. In minutes, I entertained the suggestion, “Oh no, here comes a horrible cold or flu and you are going to suffer for several days.” And my body felt as such.

Thankfully, I noticed what was happening in thought right away, and immediately prayed for relief. The physical sensation of inevitable suffering was strong, but I knew it was only a mental suggestion parading as a physical feeling, and it could be reversed with right spiritual thinking. So, I dug in my metaphysical heels, resisted the claims, and refuted them with spiritual truth.

I declared my health to be spiritual, fixed, permanent, and not susceptible to loss. It was coming from God, and still coming from God. There was no germ, bacteria or virus that could rob me of my health or temporarily weaken it. I had spiritual immunity from any cold or flu, and did not have to fear them.

In a short time, all the sickness symptoms vanished, for which I was grateful, but a horrible headache had set in and would not yield.

I went home for the evening, and continued my prayer for relief from the pain.

I went to bed early, but it didn’t help. In the middle of the night, I got up, went out to the living room and curled up in a quilt in my recliner and read the Bible Lesson for the week, which happened to be on the subject of “Mortals and Immortals.”

The main point I got out of the lesson was the distinction between mortals and immortals,–that God’s child is not a mortal. And that I was God’s child!

A mortal is never an immortal, and an immortal is never a mortal. Also, mortals do not transform into immortals. Mortals are false beliefs about God’s immortal child. And immortals are what God created.

I was an immortal! I was not a struggling mortal trying to find spiritual peace. I was an immortal already in spiritual peace.

I got it! The pain vanished. It was like turning off a switch. Boom! The pain was gone. My head was clear. I was at total peace. I felt heavenly. I felt spiritual. I felt totally well!

Oh, I’m so grateful for Christian Science. Its logic goes against all that the material senses reason, but its blessings are immense when its spiritual truths are caught sight of.
To let go of mortality, to stop agonizing over how to heal a physical body when the need is simply for spiritualization of thought, to drop the notion of being a mortal and wholeheartedly accept one’s immortality, is the route to freedom—spiritual freedom, where pain is no more.

In a consciousness of immortality, there is no pain. All is peace.