Christian Science was presented to me by a neighbor, and it was shortly afterward that I had my first healing. I was suffering from bladder trouble. I made an appointment with a Christian Science practitioner. It was in the middle of the summer, and when I boarded the bus to keep my appointment, the driver told me that I had better take a taxi because I looked very ill. However, I assured him that I was all right.
When I arrived at the building where the practitioner had his office, I found that the elevator was out of service, and the practitioners office was on the seventh floor. As I began to climb the stairs on this hottest day of the season, I realized that the warmth of Love was the only atmosphere. I also remembered that Christ Jesus nearly always told the people he healed to make some kind of effort; so I decided that I could climb the stairs without harm.
When the practitioner saw me, he must have seen and felt what it had meant to me to climb those stairs, for he asked me why I had not just asked for treatment without making the effort to visit him. I humbly declared that I knew very little about Christian Science and its method of healing and thought it was necessary to see him.
