Higher standards—better friendships

When I was growing up, it often seemed that my standards of right and wrong kept me from having many friends and restricted my social life. My parents didn't allow me to drink or smoke. As for the attitudes toward sex held by many of my classmates—I guess I had enough sense of my own to avoid getting mixed up in permissiveness.

Sometimes I felt that if my standards were a little different, and if I weren't a Christian Scientist, I would have more friends and more fun. But as the years passed, I began to be more and more grateful that I was a Christian Scientist—strong morals and all. I realized these moral convictions gave my life a stability that others seemed to be searching for. I saw that chasing physical pleasure would only rob me of this stability.

Testimony of Healing
In my late teens I was hospitalized for a nervous breakdown...
August 13, 1979

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