If I really believe that God, the glorious Principle governing the universe (including me), has complete control here and everywhere—if I really believe this—how could I possibly have a distressing problem?
Some time ago I received a phone call from my sister, who lives in another city, asking me to request help from a Christian Science practitioner for her oldest daughter, a fourteen-year-old girl.
At a time in my experience when it would have been difficult to add a new misfortune to my already prolific troubles, I found the light, the dawn with all its glory and promise—Christian Science.