For a long time it has been in my thought to write to the Journal something of my experience in Christian Science, hoping that it would be of help to some one. My original interest in Science was more in the spiritual than in the physical side, and the beliefs I have received have been moral rather than physical.
I feared that my recital would lack interest, but this morning as I sat with Bible in hand, tears of joy sprang to my eyes, and I thanked God again and again that I had found the true Life and that I was ''called'' (and I hope "chosen") to recognize Divine Science as the Truth,—then a thought impelled me to write.
Through the false leadings of a pleasure-loving disposition, this past summer I have learned that friendship with the worId is enmity toward God; that one cannot serve God and mammon; and I now see by the bitter lesson I have been taught that the way in Science is straight and narrow, and that for every deviation one must be beaten with many stripes before one is willing to return to the Father's house, the only refuge where peace may be found Circumstances in my life, which, to mortal sense, would crush to earth, have driven me to the arms of divine Love, and several times of late I have been able to understand Paul's meaning when he declared that he could rejoice in tribulation, for as "one whom his mother comforteth," so does the loving Father-Mother God comfort His contrite-hearted children, and to go to God for comfort is the means of turning sorrow into joy, for after having communed with Life, Truth, and Love, the nothingness of this dream-life sorrow becomes apparent; so, where and what is the cause of sorrow when there is but one Cause?
