It is a little more than two years since I first took up the study of Christian Science. Mrs. Eddy's book, "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" had been in our house for more than six years, but I could never be persuaded to read it. I was so satisfied with the faith in which I had been trained from babyhood that I had no desire for anything outside of that, but the time came when I saw that my husband was taking up the study of the text-book more seriously, and I began to feel afraid of what the result might be. In August, 1909, he took class instruction, and I received a letter from him during the class term to say that he had resigned his position in the ministry in order to devote his life to the cause of Christian Science. This was like a thunderbolt to me, and a great fear of the future overwhelmed me. However, a remark that my father made seemed to bring me a little relief. He said: "Do not be afraid. If this is a right step, it will prove itself so." From that day to this, it has surely proved itself right, for our every need has been met; not stintingly, but abundantly.
Up to this time I had never been to a Christian Science service, and never shall I forget my first visit. The service commenced with the twentyseventh hymn, the first line of which is, "Take up thy cross," and oh, how I rebelled! Not sufficiently interested to heed the notices, I was amazed to find on arrival at the evening service that the opening hymn was the same as in the morning, and again I rebelled until we reached the second verse:
Take up thy cross, nor heed the shame;
Nor let thy foolish pride rebel.
