About fifteen years ago I moved from my home town to a city some thirty miles distant to accept new employment. To meet my immediate need I rented a room in a private house and secured my meals in restaurants. After I had worked in the new position a few weeks one of my coworkers approached me and said she would be happy to have me as a roommate in her own home, since she was the only girl in a family of four brothers and had always wanted a sister or some other girl as a companion. I told her I would be delighted to accept her offer if she secured her mother's permission, and this was lovingly given.
The night before I was to move into this new home my friend said: "There is one thing I want you to know before you move into our home. We are Christian Scientists." "Well, what in the world are Christian Scientists?" I asked. "We depend upon God for all our needs," she replied. "Don't we all;"' I asked. "Yes," she said, "you try to but we really do. We make demonstrations of God's love."
I was left in a state of great curiosity relative to my friend's religion, and I eagerly watched for evidences of the demonstrations. Though I saw nothing spectacular in the next few months, I noticed that when members of the family were ill they were quickly healed without recourse to material remedies; they relied wholly upon God to meet their various needs. I felt that never in my life had I known a family which spoke so lovingly of God a one whom they actually knew and understood.
