Moments with Meryl
by Meryl Langley

The Christmas and New Year holiday was over–it was back to work on a cold, wet, windy, grey Monday. I was feeling quite depressed, not even just a little low. What a dilemma. Walking down the hospital corridor to our department, something had to be done. It’s always the same, ‘keep coming back’ to the truth. As I walked, I silently affirmed (it felt like I was dragging the words out and I would choke on them any minute) "this is God’s highest and best, His perfect plan for me; this is Christ living, no independent Meryl, and I am not depressed. It’s just a neutral feeling, not going anywhere." It seemed, however, my body WAS going somewhere, though, and next thing I knew, I was heading towards the floor. Bang! That hurt! But I had to laugh–not quite so strong the feeling of depression, now. The scenario is not over yet. Next day, I fell again–this time my other side hurt. What do I say? "Nothing changes, my spirit operator remains — Christ." The remainder of the week at work felt very hard and trying. So what? Truth stands. "I am Christ in my form, there is no independent Meryl; feelings come and go, and I’m so grateful for what I KNOW (spirit)."