The thought has come that I should acknowledge the great benefits that have come to me during my study of Christian Science in the past year.
When Science came to me I was a very unhappy, dissatisfied woman, without a ray of hope that the future would be any less dreary than the past had been. It seemed to me that I was here without any consent of my own, obliged to endure the turmoil and strife of a daily struggle for existence. All around me were contention and rivalry. Jealousy and greed, envy and hate, seemed to rule the world.
With an inexpressible longing I yearned for something higher and better, but knew not how to obtain it. I knew a few—very few—people who seemed happy and satisfied, but the great mass of mankind were like sheep without a shepherd. Why are we here? and what is it all for? were questions which daily confronted me, and I sought in vain for an answer. So great was my desire to know what came after death that it was robbed of all fear, and I looked with feelings akin to envy upon those who were fortunate enough to pass on. I sought solace in study and travel. The Bible was a sealed book to me.
