My father died when I was fifteen years old

My father died when I was fifteen years old. A long illness had swallowed up most of our savings, and at that time there was no social security to cushion such an emergency. Since a family quarrel had alienated our relatives, there seemed nowhere to turn. The outlook was bleak.

My mother, to whom I was devoted, was unable to cope, so I left school and assumed responsibility for us both. I did love God, but in my ignorance I felt that only a strong will and dogged persistence would enable us to survive. The minor job I was equipped to fill brought in little money. To acquire training, in the evening after work I cycled a round trip of ten miles to a municipal college. There was little opportunity for social contacts; indeed, life hardly seemed worth living.

Then a colleague at work, who was different from anyone I had ever met, saw my need. For quite some time she had been reluctant to discuss what gave her such serene happiness. Then one day, when my interest was keenly evident, she told me she was a student of Christian Science. She explained that Scientists study a textbook together with the Bible. But she did not offer to lend me a copy. Instead, she encouraged me to go to a Christian Science Reading Room to borrow a copy for myself, and I did. The book, Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy, explained the spiritual outlook that had made my friend so attractive. Without question I accepted this Science, and my life began to change for the better. There were physical healings, I was offered rewarding work, and there was an increasing degree of affluence. Later, marriage to a devoted Scientist brought great happiness.

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Testimony of Healing
As a child, I lived in a very small community
September 10, 1979

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