In my childhood's home religion was of the utmost importance, my father being a minister. The Scriptures were studied daily, and much attention was given to church work and social service. However, very early I became restless and dissatisfied. The whole family were more or less subject to ill health, and patience and sympathy were often lacking. Also, my father and mother were limited financially; and being ambitious, this often seemed quite a trial to us all. In spite of what my dear parents were trying to do, the depression that was often present weighed on me heavily. As I grew older, I felt very unhappy and lonely. Soon after I entered college I began to have trouble with my eyes.
My mother took me to an oculist, and this oculist told her I was going blind. My mother then took me to two other oculists to see if they would verify this verdict. They said that they could not tell of a surety whether I was actually going blind or not, but my eyes were in a very bad condition, and I would always have to wear glasses and would be able to use my eyes very little.
About a year previous to this incident I had met some Christian Scientists. I quickly grew to be very fond of them because they were so pleasant and kind. They never mentioned Christian Science to me, but because of their attractiveness I became curious concerning their religion. One time I obtained a copy of the Journal and read a few articles in it. I quickly grasped the fact that Christian Scientists believe the Christ can heal now just as easily as when Jesus lived on earth. It did not then occur to me, however, to investigate Christian Science any further. After a few months I broke my glasses. I had become so fond of my new friends I could not help but feel they were sincere in their belief. The thought came to me, Why not prove it for myself? and then I shall know if what Christian Scientists believe is true. I had not heard of a practitioner, nor did I know that I should study. There was one thing I did realize, however, that if it was true that Christ could heal now, then all I had learned contrary to this was untrue, and I must cease believing it. For a few days my eyes pained me almost unbearably, but I felt that if I were to find out what I wanted to know, I must feel absolutely God's healing presence; so I kept trying a little longer. To my great joy, within a week my eyes were healed.
