I had experienced some big challenges in my work for my branch Church of Christ, Scientist, and wondered if I could continue. I felt utterly brokenhearted.
Last year, as a junior in high school, I learned a big lesson in humbly trusting God to lead me where I need to be. As I prayed to know that God was constantly preparing me for my next step, I was guided to a summer internship working at a Christian Science nursing facility in Los Angeles, where I took steps forward in spiritual growth.
I was brought up with Christian Science. My mom drove my brother and me to the Christian Science Sunday School regularly, even though we bickered on the way there in the back seat! When I was about nineteen, a healing proved to be a turning point in my practice and understanding of Christian Science.
I had always been proud of the religion ingrained in me from childhood. And yet I was taught to accept my existence as a sinner living in a state of unworthiness.
I grew up in a dedicated Christian Science family. My mum left her hairdressing business to become a Christian Science practitioner when I was very young, and my dad had been a Christian Scientist since very early in their marriage.
As a child, I was often told I was unwanted, unwelcome, even a “thorn in the flesh. ” These remarks sank deeply into my heart.
In 1944, a series of physical exams for enlistment in the United States Armed Forces consistently indicated I had contracted tuberculosis. I was labeled “4-F”—unfit for military service.
I was literally knocked off my feet. Out of the blue, I was stricken with such pain that it prevented me from leaving my studio apartment for several weeks—much of the time unable to get up from an easy chair.
My great-grandparents were contemporaries of Mary Baker Eddy, and my great-grandmother was the first in our family to become a Christian Scientist. She raised 13 children, and she also held mortgages for people, so she was a businesswoman back when many women were not engaged in such activities.
I was raised going to the Christian Science Sunday School, and I think it’s fair to say that I have never known a time when I didn’t know Christian Science. I have been healed of numerous problems —from broken bones to being bullied at high school to workplace challenges.