
"Precept must be upon precept, precept upon precept, line upon line, line upon line, here a little and there a little." Isaiah 28:10
One evening as I was walking across my rough, uneven back yard to go through the back deck door, I twisted my ankle sharply and felt excruciating pain. I could no longer put any weight on the foot so I hobbled up the two steps to the deck, crossed it and entered the house, dragging my painful right leg. I continued limping across the house to the front door to pick up my mail, when suddenly the image of the staircase I had to go up and down at work everyday loomed into my mind and with it the sinking thought : "I have to walk up those stairs tomorrow and I twisted my ankle." Just as quickly I said out loud, firmly out loud. "No, I didn't. No, I didn't. No, I didn't." The third statement brought me to the front door where I gathered my mail and turned around to walk back to the other room, totally free from any limp or pain, as if nothing wrong had ever happened. And of course, nothing wrong had happened.
This incident went by so quickly that I hardly had time to think about it before the false was denied and gone – no time to dwell on metaphysics or treatment, just an instant negation of the untruth, as if that Truth had been given me. It's after the fact that I realized how precious a moment of Truth this has been for me, such a clear cut denial of the existence of matter and its consequences, such a clear cut proof of the Truth that makes one free. I was free and so grateful for this small incident, this small healing, which has huge import for me, a moment to remember, a reminder of how powerful Truth is. It stays with me as I work through other challenges, reminding me that all it takes is that instant of truth recognized, and that instant will always come.