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How I Found Christian Science

Atonement made sense to me … at last

I grew up with strong roots in a traditional Christian religion, and will always appreciate how my family instilled in me the importance of drawing close to God. However, by the time I was married and a young mother, I was disturbed by some of the theological teachings of that faith, especially the doctrine of atonement.

Made aware of God’s love

While taking a one-year diploma course in child guidance and family counseling followed by a three-month internship, I was staying at the YWCA Working Women’s Hostel in Chandigarh. I would often notice a sign near the entrance of the YWCA building with these words: “God heals.

My Redeemer lives!

When I was in college, I injured my back at work. After lengthy medical treatment ending in a month-long hospital stay, I was told by doctors that they could offer no cure for the chronic pain that had caused me to drop out of college.

The gift of Christian Science

I am most grateful for Mary Baker Eddy giving the world Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, along with all her other writings. Even though she wrote in the later 19th and early 20th centuries, her works still meet the needs of all people today, and they will for centuries to come.

The blessing of Christian Science

I used to like to go out with my friends to drink and pursue worldly pleasures, even when I was married. This went on for many years.

No more fear

For many years I was a fearful person. Many fearful thoughts would come into my mind related to the present and future.

A search for health results in healing

For a long time, I have wanted to pay a long-standing debt of gratitude by testifying to the marvelous events that have occurred since I became acquainted with Christian Science. When I found Science about ten years ago, I had been suffering for a year from acute abdominal pain that got worse as time passed.

‘A very practical religion’

For as far back as I can remember, I have always felt God’s presence. As a little girl, I loved to go to Sunday School.

Turning aside to see

I wasn’t the least bit interested in religion. It surely wasn’t for me, or so I thought.

‘Faith as a grain of mustard seed’

When I was a little girl, my grandmother gave me a pendant that had been hers as a teenager. As I grew up, I always remembered the tiny mustard seed that was suspended within it.