Eighteen years ago the spiritual import of that utterance of Jesus, "Ye must be born again," unfolded to me in unmistakable terms. I had called God "Father" in theory, but was believing that I was a mortal, in spite of the clear-cut teaching found in James, "Can the fig tree, my brethren, bear olive berries?"
My husband's mother, who had been a Christian Scientist for many years, came from the Pacific Coast to visit us. I knew that she was a Scientist, and that was my only regret in having her come. I had never known a Christian Scientist, and my prejudice was not unlike that of many others—judging before I understood. In just a few hours after the arrival of this little mother, I was convinced that she had something which I did not have; but little did I think that her religion was the cause of this difference. She spent six weeks and returned to her home, having spoken very little on the subject of Christian Science to me, yet she evidently detected the binding cords depriving me of my God-given liberty. A few weeks later, I received a letter from her written on the very day that this wonderful spiritual unfoldment began in my consciousness. In this letter she said she felt that I was quite ready to see things as they really are and not as they appear to be.
I decided it might be a wise step to look into the textbook she used daily in connection with the Bible— "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mary Baker Eddy. From that day to this, I have found the study of Christian Science indispensable to my well-being. I realized that I did not have to be sick physically, financially, or morally, to need what Christian Science has for mankind.
