Last year I began a study abroad year at a university in Munich, Germany. In the first month, I immediately had many opportunities to learn more about God, to put into practice what I was learning, and to experience healing.
On a Friday, late last August, I was volunteering and helping with the last day at a camp. The next day was a big paddle board race I had trained for all summer, and my official cross-country season for school was starting on Monday.
I have attended the Christian Science Sunday School since I was a young child. I’ve loved learning about my spiritual identity and that God always keeps me protected and safe.
Ever since my first year of summer camp, when I overcame homesickness, I’ve used the analogy that we are like snails and turtles, taking our home with us wherever we go. I like the idea that our home isn’t a place; our true home is our consciousness of God’s presence, where we can feel loved, and close to our family and friends, whether they are physically with us or not.
Senior year in high school is something that many students look forward to as a year to relax a little bit and get excited about going to college. Yet there is a hurdle left to jump over … college applications, especially the essays.
One morning I went into my mom and dad’s room and told them that my stomach hurt. Right that minute, we started praying.
Children never fail to surprise me—whether it is their extensive knowledge of dinosaurs, their never-ending energy, or their unconditional love and forgiveness. I have been a baby-sitter for several years.
In 2010, when I was still living in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, I had the opportunity to spend the month of June in the United States. Among other activities, I visited a college I was interested in applying to.
It was the second session of the summer, and I was working as a counselor-in-training at a camp for Christian Scientists. I was part of a seven-day backpacking program, and our trip had gone very well.
I’m a senior in high school, and this past year I have especially struggled with the idea of not having enough time and motivation to get my schoolwork and other responsibilities taken care of. It seemed I spent more time avoiding my responsibilities than I spent facing them.