When I was a little girl, while the other children we knew were...

When I was a little girl, while the other children we knew were taught to fear God as a severe judge, my brother and I were taught that God, Love, cares for us all; that without us, He would not be fully expressed; that we are not poor mortals on a waiting list for a remote and almost inaccessible kingdom of heaven. On the contrary, we are the perfect reflection of a perfect Father. As Christ Jesus said (Luke 17:21), "The kingdom of God is within you." We were brought up to love and trust God in this way, thanks to our mother, who was a Christian Scientist, and to our father, who was broad-minded enough to allow us to follow a religion so different from his family's.

Many are the regenerating and progressive experiences I have had and for which I am most grateful. When we really live Christian Science, our outlook on life is both joyous and exhilarating. Problems become steppingstones to a more spiritualized thought. Even the passing of those dear to us can bring us into touch with the fact that Life is eternal—that man as God's offspring is His ever-living manifestation.

For some time I suffered severe pain in my head every time the weather changed; I became a walking barometer. Even my character changed for the worse because of frequent attacks of fever and nausea. I felt a slave to the situation instead of being its master. Though I prayed, there was no apparent progress. I was mistakenly trying to heal a material condition instead of knowing that because true being is spiritual, there is no matter to be healed. I have to admit that several times when the pain was great—the spirit very low and despair high—I was tempted to go to a doctor. But always the certainty that God is the most efficacious medicine kept me from failing to live up to my spiritual convictions.

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June 28, 1982

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