Although from infancy I was brought up in Christian Science, it has only been in the last few years that I have realized what a constant help this religion is.
Some time ago I traveled with a group which was presenting a summer theater production. This opportunity, which was entirely unsolicited, was the result of prayerful work in Christian Science to realize my rightful place. In theater work there was constant seeking for employment in an already overcrowded field; so I felt that this opportunity was an evidence of the unfoldment of good in my experience. The outlook was indeed bright.
One rainy day while I was being driven to a publicity luncheon, the car skidded and rolled over. Immediately I thought, "Nothing but good is really taking place." Afterward, during the anxiety and fuss that followed the accident, I clung to the truth that nothing inharmonious had happened. However, the clamor and excitement of mortal mind thinking seemed so persistent that I called a Christian Science practitioner to help me realize the omnipresence, completeness, and naturalness of good, of God and His universe. Though I had twisted my ankle, no one noticed it, and I was able to do my work fully and freely at that evening's performance. I was grateful for the protection demonstrated in this incident, for aside from the twisted ankle there were no injuries to anyone.
