My gratitude for Christian Science is unceasing, for without it I should not be here to-day. In 1901 I was a hopeless and helpless invalid. I had been continually under the care of some of the best doctors in Boston, Massachusetts, for five years. At a time when physicians held no hope for me, Christian Science was suggested to my mother, who turned to it whole-heartedly and asked for help from a practitioner. The disease that was holding me in bondage was known as malnutrition. My healing was not instantaneous, but gradual and complete. Since that time Christian Science has been my only physician, and has met my every need.
I am exceedingly grateful for the lasting benefit I received from the teaching in a Christian Science Sunday School. Not until 1910 did I earnestly take up the study of this Science of Christ, Truth, when my dear father passed on. Then I turned to it with all my heart, and proved, as so many have, that "man's extremity is God's opportunity."
At rather an early age I was greatly privileged by having class instruction, which taught me how to apply the truth of being, and which changed the many false concepts I had of life to true concepts of the spiritual facts of existence. The understanding I gained during class has been a daily guide and protection, for which I am profoundly grateful.
