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I was raised in a Christian home, but one that did not take religion very seriously. When I was about 18, my stepdad suggested that it would make my grandma—his mother—very happy if I would accompany her to church once in a while. My grandmother was a Christian Scientist, and on one of her visits I did take her to church, the local branch Church of Christ, Scientist. I do not recall being particularly inspired at the time, but since I really loved this grandma, I continued to go with her when she visited. And after a while, when I was in my first year of community college, I began attending the Sunday School, in the college-age class.
I started asking my Sunday School teacher lots of questions about Christian Science. Questions such as, “Why would anyone rely only on God for healing?” And comments such as, “I’m as dumb as a post, and don’t know how I can ever expect to get through college.” (That was a big thing with me because no one had expected me to even go to college.) But this dear woman would not hear of my being dumb! A transformation gradually began to take place in my thinking.
Anna Willis, Terry Homan, Stephanie Johnson, Leebo
A biblical promise for refugees
Debra Corry Brandt
Insights at a seaside village
Celebrating the integrity of man
Watching our thoughts
‘No other way to live’
James Dylan Held
Freedom from shin splints
A son’s depression lifts
Himanshu Dhand with contributions from Bhuvan Dhand
Freedom from acute abdominal pain
‘Dominion’ and my healing
María Antonia Caporizzo
With love and peace and joy supreme
Photograph by Steve Ryf
Yield to the greatness of your divine nature