Growing up, I had problems with fitting in and often sought out approval from others. When I was a teenager, I hung out with a rebellious group of friends and experimented with drinking and drugs as a way to be accepted.
Although I felt that my parents loved me and my four siblings, our household did not always seem loving. My father was quite critical and quick to anger, and my mother seemed weary and burdened.
I found Christian Science when I overheard someone say it was a religion about understanding God. My ears perked up at that idea because in my spiritual searching I felt I hadn’t found any other religion or philosophy that made understanding God its focus.
I was born and raised a Sikh, and my family was religious. In 1982, I moved from India to the United States to study.
As a young man I had a rather antagonistic and contemptuous attitude toward religion. The first I heard of Christian Science was when I met the woman who would later become my wife.
In spite of all the challenges we may face, right here, right now, we can feel God’s presence when we turn to Him, divine Mind, for help. How I was longing for this understanding when faced with a number of problems years ago! One day, in my desperation, I cried, “God, help me!” and it was as if a voice said, loud and clear, “Try Christian Science.
I feel that this is a very good time to share my deep gratitude for Christian Science. Let me begin by saying that I have always seen the connection between how I was led to Christian Science and the prayers in Churches of Christ, Scientist.
When I was a high school student in South Korea, my sister met a Christian Science family from the United States who were stationed at a nearby Air Force base. My sister became close with this family, and they gave her a copy of Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy as a Christmas gift.
I had given up on organized religion. While I attended and loved a Christian church my entire childhood, as an adult I wanted something that was more inclusive and didn’t feel so condemning.
Years ago, I found a Christian Science Sentinel in a beauty shop. I opened the magazine to an article about a young girl losing her locket, the family praying for its return, then finding the locket in a street gutter—and it cleaned up like new.