An unhappy childhood followed by a tragic marriage left me feeling godless, hopeless, homeless. My one treasure was my little daughter, but my superstitious fears for her made the rearing of her more painful than joyful.
Late one cold winter night I found myself walking in the streets searching fruitlessly for an answer. Stopping before a large church building I looked up and cried, "God, if You are God, show me."
Two days later, leaving the child in my mother's care, I found a position in a women's wear shop. The manageress, a mature, loving woman, discerning my troubled thought, was very gentle and considerate. In a very short time I learned that she was a Christian Scientist and heard from her that blessed statement, "Divine Love always has met and always will meet every human need" (Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy, p. 494).
