My best memory: when I was asked to help

Nell Wasey Martin

My mom didn't know too much about baking cookies or putting together doll clothes when I was growing up—things that I sort of wished she could do.

But she could do something very special which made up for everything else: she knew how to heal people. She was a Christian Science practitioner, and people would call her on the telephone to ask her to pray for them and sometimes to come to see them. Then she would either go to her study or get in the car and go to visit someone, taking her Bible and Science and Health by Mary Baker Eddy with her. Later people would call back to say they were all fine again.

As far back as I can remember, Mom was a practitioner, and my father was too. He rented an office in the city for his practice, where business people could come to see him. I thought my father and mother were the greatest people in the world because they knew how to help people and make them smile again, even when times were bad and a lot of people needed to know they were loved by God and were useful and needed, whether they had a job or not.

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