"Now are we the sons of God" (I John 3:2). These words, which are read at the close of the Sunday services in Churches of Christ, Scientist, brought about one of my first healings in Christian Science.

I began attending a Christian Science Sunday School at the age of twelve, having previously been to Sunday Schools of various other denominations. For some time I was a regular attendant of the Sunday School, but it was not until I became friendly with a fellow pupil in my class and went to her home that I realized Christian Science could be used in our daily lives.

When I became a member of The Christian Science Monitor Youth Forum, I began to attend Wednesday testimony meetings and Sunday evening services. One evening at the close of the service, as I heard from the desk the words "Now are we the sons of God," I realized a healing had taken place. My father had not returned after the Second World War, and on a few occasions I had been tempted to feel the lack of a father, despite my mother's loving endeavors to be both father and mother to us. I realized in church that evening that as sons of God our heavenly Father is ever present and always caring for us, and I felt deeply grateful to know this.

We had always loved the ninety-first Psalm, so it was good to learn that Christian Scientists use and study this psalm a great deal. One evening, at a testimony meeting, we sang Hymn No. 99 in the Christian Science Hymnal, the words of which are based on this psalm. Just at that time my cousin was in the Armed Forces in Cyprus, and his mother had been fearful about the situation. It was at the height of the emergency. I had been thinking about this and about my cousin, and the hymn lifted my thought. Once more I felt and knew God's ever-presence and protection of all His ideas. I knew without doubt that all was well with my cousin, and my aunt was reassured and helped by reading Psalm 91.

I was freed from fear during a violent thunderstorm by reading this much-loved psalm.

Recently I was in a maternity unit after the birth of our daughter. When the time came near for our discharge, there was some question of the baby losing rather than gaining weight, and I was told she must gain before we could go home. That night I did not seem able to get a calm thought to heal the situation. Then I heard the girl in the next bed reading aloud from her Bible. She was reading the ninety-first Psalm.

The mesmerism of fear was broken, and I was able to feel grateful for the love that had been expressed to us during the past few days and for the loving support of my husband and a dedicated Christian Science practitioner. I knew that "in the secret place of the most High" (Ps. 91:1) we could only be in our right place at the right time, and that it was right that we go home. The next morning the child's necessary weight having been reached, we were able to leave. Before leaving I thanked the girl who had been reading her Bible and told her how much she had helped me during the night.

I am grateful for the privilege of class instruction. At the time that I applied for class I had put aside sufficient funds to cover the expenses necessary. A couple of weeks before I was due to go, my employer told me we were to receive a bonus, and the sum I received was exactly the amount I had allocated for my class instruction. I might add that this was the only occasion during the five years I was with this company that a bonus was paid. I was most happy for this demonstration of supply and felt it gave proof of the right time to go forward.

I am most grateful for the loving and strengthening work of the practitioners and teachers and for the universal love of The Mother Church, together with the many activities of this movement. I am grateful for the Science that makes clear the healing method of our great Saviour, Christ Jesus, given to the world by Mrs. Eddy.

(Mrs.) Beryl Stone
Ruislip, Middlesex, England