Outward bound
The process of selecting a college and a major was a huge concern to me in my late teens. Growing up, I had loved the Christian Science Sunday School, and turning to God in prayer always brought peace and solutions to my problems. But I entered college riddled with doubt and fear. I felt conflicted about a career, worried about homework and grades, and fretful about new relationships. To top it off, I was periodically locked out of my dorm room for hours when my roommate’s boyfriend visited from another town.
Unsure of the “right” direction, I took the advice of my admissions counselor, who had suggested I register for several classes from each potential major to “try them out.” This left me incredibly over-scheduled, and soon I began waking up in the middle of the night filled with fear and crippled by excruciating leg cramps.
It was in the middle of this swirl of problems that I got a call from another student. Did I want an appointment to talk to a representative from The Mother Church, who was visiting our Christian Science Organization (CSO) on campus? I wasn’t sure what it was all about, but I made and kept the appointment anyway.
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