It is not possible to put in words...

It is not possible to put in words my gratitude for Christian Science. A little over five years ago I finished Sunday School instruction with reluctance. I had come to look forward to those meetings with other young Scientists. The truths assimilated there and at home had gradually become second nature and were no longer to be read and reread, but were present instantly without conscious effort when I needed them.

Three years ago, while flying low over the Ruhr Valley, I was forced to leave a running dogfight and head for England because of lack of ammunition and support. I glanced back over my shoulder into the blazing cannon and machine guns of an enemy fighter firing almost point blank at me. With eyes closed and head bowed over the control stick I found myself saying: "Our Father which art in heaven. ... Thy will be done." It was not meant to be a metaphysical treatment, but instead it was radical trust that God's law of immutable harmony would be manifest immediately in that crisis. When I looked back, the plane had disappeared. No bullets had struck my plane; the protection was complete.

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