When I was a child, I attended a Christian Science Sunday School, and I am grateful that the teaching was so firm that a later investigation of other systems and intellectual curiosity about many things never quite replaced the knowledge that the only true system of healing is Science and that some day I must return to it, and I did.
A short time after there had been a series of readjustments in my experience and I had begun to give piano lessons, I realized one day, during an early morning lesson, that my left side and arm were almost completely paralyzed. My pupil, at my request, called a practitioner, who at once took a positive stand for Truth and sent a Christian Science nurse to be with me.
Each time the thought of paralysis returned, with its accompanying threat of inactivity and uselessness, it was rejected as I clung to the truth which was so clear to me at that time—that man's activity derives from God, Spirit, and cannot be interrupted. The steadfastness of the practitioner, the nurse, and friends who came to my home enabled me to stay with the truths I had so often read and now had to prove. We read aloud the Bible Lesson from the Quarterly, and I moved around without assistance as necessity arose, insisting on maintaining as normal a sense of activity as possible.
