Even though I grew up in a family of Christian Scientists...

Even though I grew up in a family of Christian Scientists and attended a school and camp with children of the same background, for many years after leaving school I treated Christian Science only as a pleasant philosophy. I told myself (and others) that there were things about Christian Science I couldn't buy. But I did buy surgery, medicine, social drinking, and worldly conformity as routes to health and a satisfying career. The preoccupation with matter resulted in a confused, unsatisfactory personal life, until I finally realized I had to choose between continuing a total immersion in matter and turning to God for salvation.

I prayed the best I could and was inspired to look up a friend from school days, who, I recalled, was a Christian Science practitioner. She agreed to see me, and I discovered God's power in my life once more as I set to work studying the Bible and Mary Baker Eddy's writings. I began, for the first time, to make Christian Science my own. And the healings! Reliance on surgery and medicine and the desire for alcohol and tobacco left me immediately. I found Love could give "beauty for ashes of the vanished years" (Christian Science Hymnal, No. 412) in a whole new family life built on a spiritual foundation. I learned that as God's child I didn't have to suffer from gout or indigestion or headache. I found satisfying employment and sure protection. Fruitful activity in branch churches and the great blessings of class instruction followed. I recall how the words of that same hymn welled up in me: "O dreamer, leave thy dreams for joyful waking,/O captive, rise and sing, for thou art free."

January 8, 1979
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