Next in our biweekly series on how people have nurtured their public practice of Christian Science.

THE 'STILL, SMALL VOICE' THAT ROARED

IT HAD NEVER BEEN MY PLAN to become a Christian Science practitioner.

As a lifelong Christian Scientist, I'd learned to love and trust God's healing power and presence, and had experienced many healings. But I'll have to admit that my practice of Christian Science was a bit lackluster. Sure, I did all the outwardly "right" things—but the inner spark was missing.

That all changed when prayer healed my newborn daughter of a life-threatening illness. Suddenly, I was wide awake to the Truth, thirsting to spend every spare moment studying and praying to deepen my understanding of this powerful Science of being.

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