In December 1994 I obtained a teaching post in the Bahamas at a time when the standard of living in my country, Jamaica, had fallen drastically. As I had often suffered from bouts of influenza, before moving to my new home, I stocked up on medication because I didn’t know whether that medication would be available where I was going.

Before I left, I remember glimpsing a branch Church of Christ, Scientist, tucked away in a secluded spot of the city. I had heard about the church, but always in a negative light. 

Of great interest to me, however, was the church I had attended for 16 years, as I was preparing to enter the ministry of that church. But something happened to me on my way from the Bahamian airport to my hotel. I saw churches of several denominations along the way and felt a strong desire to visit the Christian Science church rather than my own.