God is taking care of us

Some years ago, I was living in a suburb of San Francisco and going through a Christian Science nurses’ training program at a Christian Science nursing facility. I shared a house “off campus” with two other women. The home was put up for sale, and one day our landlady told us the home had been sold and we would need to move. Efforts to find another place together with my roommates continually fell apart. 

At the time, I was engaged and was going to be married at the end of the training program. The thought came very strongly to me that for my last year of Christian Science nurses’ training it would be good to live by myself—to view these last several months of on-the-job training as a time to hone the Christian Science nursing skills I was learning and also a time to quietly prepare my thought for the “birth” of a new idea, the new step of being married and sharing my life with another person, and my Christian Science nursing practice with a new community. 

I lined up students from a high school nearby to move my belongings for me the following Saturday, and I took that week off from my training to house hunt. Yet place after place that I called over the phone was already taken, or there was no answer, or repeated busy signals. 

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