WHEN LOSS IS GAIN—A TRIBUTE TO MY DAD

WHEN I WAS A LITTLE GIRL, MY FRIEND DIANE AND I PLAYED A PRETEND game of "house." The basement in my home was quite large, and one section was our playhouse. Often we shared that basement with my dad, who had an in-home office set up there as well. He had just resigned his job as a manufacturer's representative and was devoting himself to becoming a Christian Science healer.

One day when we were playing, I thought Diane was getting a little too loud, and I said to her, "Diane, be quiet. Don't you know my daddy's healing the world!" He told me years later that he felt pretty humbled by what I'd said to my friend. As the years went by, I came to depend on my dad as my mentor on my own spiritual journey. We were getting to know God better together. He helped me through all kinds of crises, from physical troubles to relationship problems.

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