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On a cold February day in 1936, during the great Depression,...
On a cold February day in 1936, during the great Depression, I sat alone pondering how to find a way out of my own depression. My health seemed to be gone, and with it the ability to earn my living. Not wanting to be a burden on my family, I had a very strong urge to turn on the gas to "solve" my problems that way. But my early religious training had taught me that suicide doesn't solve anything. Problems have to be faced and overcome.
In my distraught state of mind I ran to the door, opened it, and asked a woman passing by if she would come in and talk to me, as I was alone and ill. The woman came in and I told her of my predicament. She talked to me of a teaching I had never heard of: Christian Science. She had a copy of the Sentinel in her hand, which she gave to me. After talking to me a while longer, she left. The woman lived nearby, but I had not met her before.

October 17, 1988 issue
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Thought is the clay
Constance L. Benac
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Peter at the nets
Jacob R. Moon
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The art of loving and serving others
with contributions from Ardis Krainik
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Words to live by
Jeannie J. Ferber
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POSITIVE PRESS
Charles Seivard
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Just open the door!
Robyn Weydert Edgerton
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No void
Helen G. Hasler
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Renewal
Ann Kenrick
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A future worth hoping for—a future worth working for
William E. Moody
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Overcoming giants
Jayne Gamble Green
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As I looked across the table at my husband one morning during...
Helen R. Billingsley with contributions from R. H. Billingsley
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Two summers ago one of my sons had a persistent cough
Laurie Jennings Hunt
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On a cold February day in 1936, during the great Depression,...
Anna Jane Watkins
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"Thou openest thine hand, and satisfiest the desire of every...
Jane W. Slaughter