My steppingstone

There are so many tales of how people have found Christian Science. I’ve enjoyed each one I have read and heard. This one is different. It’s not deep, nor is it dramatic. Perhaps it’s amusing. I learned about being a Christian Scientist by reading a novel.

I was a small child at the beginning of the Great Depression. My family’s modest rental home was far on the outskirts of Indianapolis, and although my parents worked, times were difficult—even to the point that our car was repossessed. 

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