Our family came into Science over thirty years ago when my father was healed of Hodgkin's disease. His case was diagnosed and pronounced incurable by a well-known specialist and by the medical faculty of a prominent university in the Middle West. He was given five years at the most to live. My parents turned completely to Christian Science. They threw out all medicine and engaged the services of a practitioner. In about a year my father was entirely well, and the healing remained permanent.
My parents became active members of a Church of Christ, Scientist, and we, as children, were regular attendants in the Sunday School. My father and mother put the study of Science and church activity first in their lives, and I missed Sunday School only twice in the eight years I attended before leaving for a distant city to be married.
After my marriage I did not study consistently or go to church regularly. I loved Christian Science and considered it my religion, but I certainly was not doing my part. Then I had the following experience, which woke me up.
