When Christian Science was first called to my attention, I knew absolutely nothing about this teaching, and having no faith in Christianity or in God, felt quite sure it could not interest me. We were then in the Northwest, and had been there only a short time when we began to hear of Christian Science from many sources and to read in the papers about the work that was being done. The treatment was recommended to my husband on several occasions by different people, and it was urged on me over and over again, but no one ever seemed to think it necessary to explain to us just what Christian Science was or what it taught. A copy of "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mrs. Eddy, was given to me, but it lay on our table many months without being read. I looked over it hurriedly one day, but concluded that it was more than I could understand and that I did not have time to study it.
At a time of great sorrow and distress Christian Science was practically forced upon me because of my great need. For this I am now very grateful, as I probably would not have received it in any other way. I saw the practitioner who had been asked to call only because I was too tired and broken-hearted to make any resistance. I do not know what I expected, but when I saw a refined woman, with a most radiant smile and a gentle manner, I was surprised; and I was so impressed with the story of her instantaneous healing after years of invalidism, and with what she had to tell me of God, that in spite of my prejudice the seed was sown which in a few days, when my darkest hour came, was to lead me to the true and only God, the God of love, whom I am now trying to know aright.
Christian Science has been to me truly the Comforter, the one satisfying tiling in all my experiences. It has so changed my mental attitude that I am indeed a new being. In the past year it has taught me how to overcome a great grief and sense of loss by bringing to me the true concept of God and His creation. I had turned away from the church, unsatisfied and unbelieving, having concluded that religion was a mere superstition. My pastor had carefully explained to me that to every earnest thinker there comes a time of doubt, followed by a deeper and stronger faith, and although many years were passed in doubt and unbelief, I always hoped that somehow and somewhere I would regain my faith. But better than regaining the old faith, I have gained a faith which is built on reason and understanding, and which can be demonstrated; a faith which day by day unfolds the truth to me ever more clearly and beautifully.
