Outstanding in my years of...

Outstanding in my years of studying and applying Christian Science is the chain of proofs which I have had of God's guidance. When there has seemed no apparent solution to a problem, God has had a way, and through implicit trust in His willingness to reveal that way to me, I have been steadily guided forward.

At one time my two young sons and I arrived in a large city expecting to make it our home. Our funds were meager, houses were scarce, and those where children were welcome were even scarcer. There was no one to whom I could turn for help. But God knows nothing of such limitations, and when I was ready to turn unreservedly to Him for guidance, I was led to an adequate home for all of us with every needed detail supplied and loving friends to surround us. When the time came for us to leave that home, divine Love had another in readiness, which proved equally satisfactory.

A further proof of God's guidance was experienced in the following incident. One evening I was dressing to go out to join an activity which I felt was necessary for me from the standpoint of recreation, change, and social contacts. A few minutes before time to leave, my younger son fell from a slide and was brought into the house stunned. He cried out: "Mommy, where are you? I can't see you. Everything is black." Immediately a practitioner was called for help, but I knew that it was I whose vision was impaired and not the boy. Searching my consciousness, I quickly realized that I had accepted the arguments of need of recreation, need of social contacts, and need of change, instead of outlawing the suggestions of need and claiming man's God-given completeness. All thought of going out was abandoned and in humility I prayed, "Father, forgive me."

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