Two years ago last August, in the beautiful old Mexican...

Two years ago last August, in the beautiful old Mexican town of Santa Barbara, Cal., where the restless waves of the ocean made me think of my own restlessness, and ever haunted my thoughts with an overwhelming sense of the loneliness of widowhood, the light of Christian Science first dawned on me. I had known of it for two years and believed it was the Truth, but thought it involved too great sacrifices to investigate thoroughly and accept as my own life principle, although I wished it for my three little ones.

At Santa Barbara I was lifted out of the desire for a mortal-mind selfhood and shown the possibilities of a future in touch with divine Love. I can look back and see God's leading and bless the loving hand of the one He used to point out the way.

In a measure those possibilities are being realized; enough, at any rate, to encourage me to press on. Often I think of Paul's words, "Not as though I had already attained, either were already perfect: ... but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, ... I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling."

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