How I Found Christian Science November 13, 2017 Issue

How I found Christian Science—again

Peter Tyner

At age twenty-seven, I was going nowhere fast. I had no job, no close family, and no discernible path forward. My attempts at forging a future had failed, and I didn’t know how to fix myself. 

I had been raised in Christian Science but had left home as a teenager to go my own way, without feeling a sense of God’s loving ever-presence. Spiritual inclination was lacking, joys were fleeting, sorrows harsh. And that’s the way it went for the next ten years until I wound up in a “far country,” not unlike the prodigal son in Jesus’ parable (see Luke 15:11–32). 

One day I found myself standing in front of a Christian Science Reading Room on Sunset Boulevard in Los Angeles, contemplating giving God another chance to help me. A negative mental voice was telling me: “Don’t go in. You can’t understand God.” But looking at the familiar books in the window—the Bible and Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, by Mary Baker Eddy—I had a fresh thought. Even if I didn’t understand God, maybe He understood me. This brought some hope, so I took a deep breath and went in. 

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