You Can Be a Healer December 26, 2011 Issue

Our occasional series on how people have nurtured their public practice of Christian Science healing.

No looking back

Gary Duke—Ballwin, Missouri, US

When I was growing up , my family occasionally attended nondenominational church services, but I don’t think I ever opened a Bible. I recall asking my dad when I was about eight, “What is God?” He responded by showing me a plant and saying, “Man can’t make this leaf; only God can.” That was a good start. I asked the same question in the Sunday Schools I visited, but received vague answers.

Then, when I was 14, a relative introduced our family to Christian Science. In Sunday School, the teacher showed me the definition of God from the Glossary of Science and Health (see p. 587). We discussed its meaning, and the teacher offered examples to help make God real to me. From that day on, I knew I had found God and that I was a Christian Scientist.

The rest of my family eventually drifted away from Christian Science, but I kept going to Sunday School and then on to church. Why? Because it was working for me. My deepest questions were being answered, I was learning how to pray, and I started experiencing healings—including pulled muscles restored overnight, warts disappearing in days, and, later, broken bones mended and usable within a week. All of these left a huge impression on me, and kept me hungering to understand more about this Science. So several years later I took Christian Science Primary class instruction.

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