One day, as I entered a restaurant, I saw
a woman sitting alone against a wall, engulfed in sorrow. My first
impression was that of solace and compassion, for I did not want
her to be in such agony. I did not approach her but went to the
opposite side of the restaurant and ordered my meal. While there,
I studied some Christian Science literature that I had with me,
earnestly seeking to know more about what defines God and man.
By the time I had finished my meal, I had scientifically impersonalized
what was being presented as a very sad material existence. I actually
had forgotten all about the affliction of the woman across the
room and was basking in the Truth of being. When I was ready to
leave, I glanced toward the table where she was sitting and saw
a completely different picture. As our eyes met, I saw a face
beaming with joy. There was a divine light pouring out of her
so brightly that I could hardly see her facial features. We just
sat smiling at each other for a few minutes. There was no need
to speak to one another, for we had communed in the light of God.
George Denninger ©