Before I began the study of Christian Science, discouragement bordering on despair had taken possession of my thinking. I was compelled to search for a better way of meeting family and personal problems than the one I had been pursuing. These problems included illness in one form or another, anxiety over financial affairs, and a general dissatisfaction with our way of living—not altogether a happy atmosphere in which to rear two growing daughters.
As I thought about our situation and realized that conditions were growing worse instead of better, I lost faith in medical advice regarding health problems. I was taking injections to build up my weight and strength. Instead of gaining weight, I lost it more rapidly.
Turning to religion with the hope that there I should find peace of mind and harmony for our home, I joined an orthodox church of the Protestant faith which I had known in childhood. For several years I taught a Sunday School class there. This required diligent study of the Bible.
