As a child I was healed through Christian Science of tuberculosis of the hip. I attended the Sunday School from the age of ten until I was twenty. After I married, I joined The Mother Church and a branch church. I served faithfully in branch churches for some ten years. Then I allowed resentment to get a foothold in my thinking, and I stopped going to church.
About this time we moved from the town in which we were living, and after that for a period of about ten years, we moved frequently from place to place. Although I was wandering in a mental desert, I was protected and guided on many occasions. The truth which I had learned remained with me, even though I neglected active study during this period.
Then there came a time when I was like the prodigal son, who, when he had spent all that he had and had begun to be in want, "arose, and came to his father" (Luke 15:20). When things were very black and my home was broken, I turned again to my Father, God, whom I knew to be the only real help.
