In the Christian Science Bible Lesson

My life changed forever 

Since my son’s return to health, I have been reading the Christian Science textbook, Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy, and I’ve realized that a life dedicated to God brings out a beauty and love that have always been deep inside of me.

Rise up in ... reflection! 

Jesus’ “rebellion” wasn’t personal or fueled by anger. He was not waging war against others or in danger of losing his stability and peace even as he “acted boldly.” He was bringing the healing power of God, good, to counter “the accredited evidence of the senses.”
I’d discovered that my joy, my strength, my capacity were all sourced in God, who is certain and sure.
I stopped checking to see if the water was rising. I realized that my only job was to bear witness to God’s omnipotence, omnipresence, and omniaction.
Much more than just exchanging warm hellos once or twice a week with people sharing the same pew, our fellowship strengthens us individually and collectively, especially when challenges arise.

Healing at hockey camp 

Mom got out a book that had helped Hunter before because it has lots of stories about God in it.

Why wait for healing? 

When it seemed that circumstances were stacked against an individual, or the situation seemed irredeemable, Jesus’ understanding of God, good, and trust in his heavenly Father necessarily brought healing and salvation.
I turned to prayer and let go of how I wanted things to turn out, instead trusting God with every aspect of my life.
Institutional work has taught me the importance of loving myself—seeing myself as God sees me—so that I can freely love others and be available to serve God in the way He points out.
As I thought about my teammates, I had to bring into focus in my thinking God’s consciousness of their identities as His purely spiritual expression. I had to fill my thoughts about them with how they were known in Truth and embraced by Love.
The naturalness of going to church had been tamped down, and not only did I no longer feel the impulse to go, but I felt a desire not to.

Waking up to wrongdoing 

From that morning on, I never again felt that impulse to steal.