Article September 18, 1976 Issue

Where Is God?

Larry Heller

When I was fourteen years old or so, I passed through a period when I didn't know where God was. I was a pupil in a Christian Science Sunday School. So I had available to me all the help I needed, but I didn't seem to be able to make use of it.

If God was anywhere, He (or She) seemed to be stuck inside "the books"—the Bible, and Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy. The books seemed shrines of ink and paper. When I was in trouble, I would worship the books rather than carefully study them and put into practice what they said.

During Sunday School, in spite of my distracting questions, a teacher sensed what was bothering me and loved me enough to do something about it. He cut through the flak of my questions and got my attention. Then he placed all the Bibles and Science and Healths on the floor. "Where is God?" he asked. "On the floor?"

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