When my mother was expecting me, a neighbor offered to take my brother to Sunday School every Sunday. My mother gratefully accepted this offer. It was a Christian Science Sunday School, and my brother loved it so much that after I was born, my mother began to attend the Christian Science church regularly. As a result I have never known any other religion.
This Science has been my only help when sickness or discord has attempted to disrupt the harmony of my experience. At one time when I was about four years old and was so ill that I appeared to be passing on, a dear friend of the family, also a student of Christian Science, visited us. Seeing my mother's great fear, he spent about half an hour with her, speaking to her of God's love for His children and assuring her that God was taking care of me. At the end of the half-hour I stood up in my crib and asked for chocolate candy. I was completely healed.
Another time, I was helping my brother to cut a pumpkin off a vine in our back yard when the knife slipped and slashed my finger deeply. Immediately I declared that there can be no accidents in divine Mind and that man, who is actually the expression of God, cannot therefore experience one. There was no pain; but the finger bled a great deal, so it was necessary for me to bandage it. In a few days there remained only a small white line where the knife had first entered. This healing has stood out to me through the years, because I felt no pain at any stage of the experience.
