When I was around ten years old, my siblings and I had the opportunity to visit a Christian Science Sunday School. I had attended several different denominational Sunday Schools with my cousins and friends, but none taught as Christian Science does that because God is perfect, His children are perfect. Even at that young age, I understood this and accepted it as true.

Years later, after I married and had given birth to my second child, I became very depressed and felt unworthy of being loved. I even contemplated suicide. This mindset was a constant drumbeat in my thoughts for about three years.

During this time, our family moved to a new community. I was not familiar with the layout of the town, and when I went downtown one day to renew my driver’s license, I turned onto the wrong street. After a block, I realized I wasn’t in the right place but continued to the next corner. On that corner I was surprised to see a branch Church of Christ, Scientist. I immediately thought, “That is where I can be healed.” Upon arriving home after finishing my errand, I let my husband know that I was going to start attending Christian Science services and would enroll our children in the Sunday School.