Two years ago two sisters and myself lived in British Guiana, South America. One of my sisters met with a great disappointment that seemed to deeply affect us all, as we dearly loved one another. My sisters decided to go to Canada and from there they went to Boston where they soon became loyal Scientists.
I was left in British Guiana and led a reckless life. I argued this way: I have been trying all my life to do my duty, yet God allows those I love to suffer. I don't care what happens now, I intend having a good time and will live for the day and the pleasures of the day.
This kind of life could not last. The pleasure was unreal. There can be no peace when life is revolving round self. To those who are not willing to learn, life is almost intolerably hard. They bear the brunt of the terrible onslaught of events as they sometimes come rolling in like waves of the sea, but they are not lifted by them, and when the flood is passed they are stripped of their possessions. So it was with me. In my unrest I was led to Boston for my vacation to see my sisters, and there I was taken to the Mother Church, where I found the Truth.
