The Way of Progress

A Little niece who was an inmate of our home for some time, upon hearing some member of the family remark that a lady whom we all knew had been coming to our meetings, said, "Oh yes; L. [the lady's little girl] says her mother is coming into Christian Science; and when she gets clear into it her father is coming into it; and when Mr. W. gets clear into it L. and G. are coming into it," meaning the two children of Mr. and Mrs. W.

That is the way we "come into Christian Science," one by one and by degrees, as it were. With me the degrees have seemed very gradual indeed, but there has never been any doubt from the beginning that I wanted to get clear into it. It is only when I look back over five years and contrast the conditions of my life previous to that, with what they are now, that there seems to have been any great progress. As a whole, the change seems wonderful. Very encouraging are the lines from Science and Health (p. 485, Rev. Ed.), "Emerge gently from matter into Spirit." They have often taught me patience.

When a child in school, we were one day analyzing the word panacea, and I remember wondering if there was such a thing as a cure for all the ills of the flesh. In Christian Science we find the universal remedy for sin, sickness, and death, of which mortals wish to be rid. It has routed many ills for me; brought hope and gladness where there seemed to be little room for hope; and made vital and effective a faith in God that through years of trouble, mental and otherwise, could only cling blindly to a shadowy, fragmentary hope at best, and say, "It must be right to suffer else it would not be." How beautiful to know it is not right to suffer, and it is not. The light of Christian Science has brought countless blessings to our home, where each one is learning to love it more and live it better. How can I be sufficiently grateful to the one who has revealed it to me and to a waiting world!

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August 28, 1902

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