When I was twelve years of age, my parents enrolled my brother, sister, and me in a Christian Science Sunday School. I can remember how I loved Christian Science from my first acquaintance with its teachings. Immediately, my physical health improved as we learned to look away from body to Spirit for life. False fears, such as fear of the dark and fear of animals, dropped away as I glimpsed something of the omnipresence of that perfect Love which casts out fear.
However, when I was about twenty, my thinking became very confused. To make matters worse, I lived and worked in a community where I did not have the help of other students of Christian Science. I would try to read the Bible Lessons from the Christian Science Quarterly, but the words would mean nothing to me.
It was not until this mental state made itself evident as a skin infection that I realized that I should seek the help of a Christian Science practitioner. The healing took some months. During that time, I read Science and Health by our Leader, Mrs. Eddy, from cover to cover, as well as Sibyl Wilbur's biography of her. On one occasion as I read our textbook while a Christian Science practitioner prayed nearby, I felt a boil on my neck diminish. The practitioner noticed the change also. This incident encouraged me in my effort to gain spiritual understanding.
