Early in my study of Christian Science, I married and moved from a large metropolitan area in the Eastern United States to a small western town by a national park. 

The town’s population ballooned in the summer, but once tourist season ended, few residents and only the most basic services remained. For a city girl, the rural isolation was challenging. I felt like a fish out of water. Soon after moving there, I began to suffer from frequent migraine headaches, which culminated in my retiring to a dark room, where I’d eventually fall asleep.

The last time this occurred, my husband sat by me as he always did and offered to pray. I don’t recall exactly how he prayed, but I’ll never forget the follow-up question he asked: “How has love been expressed in your life?”