The gnawing loss I felt for almost a year after my mother's passing contributed largely to my accepting and studying Christian Science. When I began to explore this Science, the profound unhappiness I felt simply slipped away. I began to gain glimpses of God's love for me.

At my father's passing a few years later, not wanting to experience the grieving I had felt earlier, I prayed to see more clearly my unity with God. I came to know that from God's perspective, my father and I were actually both His children—that my father was really my brother, so to speak, and that both my father and I were always cared for by our real Father, God. My sorrow stopped instantaneously.

About the time my parents passed on, another couple close to my parents' age came into our lives. As our friendship—parents/children/grandchildren relationships—really blossomed, it became increasingly clear that God's provision for us is continually complete, never interrupted, and always fully satisfying.

Jane K. Mercereau
Santa Rosa, California

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