I was born and raised in a Christian Scientist family

I was born and raised in a Christian Scientist family. Every Sunday my mother and I would get dressed up and drive to church. It was never questioned, just done. In Sunday School I learned the Bible stories, sang the hymns, and memorized "the scientific statement of being." And after the service was over, I ran around with friends I usually only saw once a week.

Growing up in our basic little town, attending a public school, I began to notice that no one was of the same faith as I. Other children knew each other from church and church activities such as camp-outs, Bible readings, and dances. No one else seemed to have any difficulty discussing their religious beliefs. But when it came to me, mine were so different. Why didn't my church have a minister? Why didn't the Sunday School children attend the Sunday church service? Why didn't I go to a doctor when I got ill? And why didn't people know what Christian Science was, instead of only remembering, "That's the religion that doesn't believer in taking aspirin."

The older I got, the less interest I had in religion. I didn't talk about my faith with others. When asked what religion I was I simply said, "I'm a Christian, but don't go to church much."

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