Editorial June 5, 1995 Issue

The Christian Science Reading Room—a place to come home to

Mary Metzner Trammell

She hadn't given Christian Science a thought for thirty years. When she was little, her parents had taken her to the Christian Science Sunday School each week. And she'd loved what she learned there, though she took it—and the healings she and her family had over the years—pretty much for granted. Later, during her boarding school and college years, she slipped away from her childhood faith.

Since then, this woman—who's a childhood friend of mine—married her college sweetheart and had children, grandchildren, wonderful trips, and so on. But in more recent years, there were unexpected pressures, serious medical problems, business difficulties. Secretly—almost without even telling herself—she began to wonder if prayer could help.

Then, one day this woman was driving down a street she had driven down many times before. But this time she saw something she'd never seen till that moment: the words "Christian Science Reading Room." It was as if those words were written in blazing neon lights above one of the storefronts. And not only that. Right in front of the Reading Room was an empty parking place! Without hesitating for a second, she drove into that parking place and got out.

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