I was a young girl of six when my mother passed on

I was a young girl of six when my mother passed on. I spent much time at my grandparents' home playing records and singing hymns. One hymn, I remember, spoke of walking and talking with God. I truly felt that God was my friend.

When I was fourteen, my Sunday School teacher, my minister, and two deacons of our local Protestant church met with me and urged me to consider joining the church. They also invited me to teach Sunday School. I felt unprepared for that responsibility but was assured that they would help me. They asked if I had any questions, so I asked, "Do you believe that the healings that took place in Jesus' time were for his time only, or for all time?" The minister replied that he thought that they were for Jesus' time only. "Then," I said, "Christianity is nothing more than a history lesson." My Sunday School teacher replied, "What you want is Christian Science." On returning home I asked my father if he had heard of Christian Science. He said "Yes," and he gave me a copy of the Sentinel, which he had tucked away in a drawer.

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March 19, 1984

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