Some years ago, at a time of mental strain and physical weakness, when the world seemed all woe and weariness, and life's burdens heavier than I could bear, I prayed to be given strength to carry on. Christian Science was the answer to that prayer. I shall forever be grateful for a quotation in The Christian Science Monitor at a time when I was finding the teachings of Science difficult to grasp, "The man who fails is the man who fails to keep on keeping on." I kept on keeping on, studying and putting into practice as much as I understood, and slowly things began to change. First came renewed courage and hope; a desire to do was rewarded with the power to perform; burdens dropped away, fears—mountains of fears—vanished, and life which before had been so full of trouble and seemed so pointless took on new meaning, grander purpose, and became a great adventure.
Fear of my fellows, which made me often tongue-tied, ill at ease, nervous, and reserved, fell away. I knew the joy of friendliness—a precious possession; knew the joy of loving, not just now and again, but all the time, everywhere.
I am so much better, and so is the world about me, that I find it difficult to think that there was a time when a joyless, long-suffering, ailing, fearful, always-lacking something creature ever called itself me. On looking back I can see how wonderfully every bitter experience was preparing me to accept Truth, and I am grateful that the failure of human ways and means caused me to turn to divine Love, to complete reliance on Truth. I have had many physical healings, and it would not occur to me to seek aid for any difficulty outside this demonstrable Science.
