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Isn't it strange how we just take things for granted, especially...
Isn't it strange how we just take things for granted, especially when we've lived with them all our life? This is the way I was about Christian Science. It seemed that whenever I needed help my mother was always right there holding my hand and doing all the prayerful work. I just sat back and watched everything happen. When I entered my teens, I started hearing how teen-agers sometimes start doubting religion and God. Well, I let this suggestion enter my thinking and became very unhappy.
At this time I went away to a summer camp, and although my mother was working at the same camp, we seldom saw or talked to each other. One day, all of a sudden, these thoughts of doubt really got to me. I went into my mother's office and sat down and talked about it. I told her I couldn't believe in Christian Science because I had never seen it in action. I wanted my own proof of its power.
About two days later I went over to the boys' camp to watch the wrestling matches, and when the matches terminated, my friends and I proceeded back to our side of camp. When leaving the ring, I ran down a very steep hill, which ended abruptly, and fell down flat. As I got up, I looked down to see a cut on my left knee. Not thinking much about it, I laughed and headed for the infirmary. When the nurse started to clean the cut, I looked down and realized it wasn't an ordinary cut. It was quite serious, and the nurse felt I would need stitches. I had never had stitches before, and I was determined not to start now. My mother then came in with a second nurse. This nurse decided stitches wouldn't be necessary. She closed the wound with bandages, and I went to my cabin.
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