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I was applying to take classes to become a Christian Science nurse, and I needed a Christian Science practitioner to sign my application. I had never called one before, but I thought of a kind and respected member of my branch Church of Christ, Scientist, who was a practitioner. When I asked her if she would sign my application, she invited me for an interview.

Though I had grown up attending Christian Science Sunday School, I was still a teenager and hadn’t really made the study and practice of Christian Science “my own” yet. For instance, I relied on my dad to get me up in time to read the Christian Science Bible Lesson before school each morning. 

During my meeting with the practitioner, I began to get a sense of how much I still had to learn in Christian Science. I felt like an archaeologist standing on top of a huge dig with only a toothbrush to excavate the artifacts—it seemed like a mammoth task, and the start date for Christian Science nurses training was only months away.

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