I was introduced to Christian Science through some copies of the Sentinel which a friend brought to my mother. I was then in my mid-teens, and what I read—especially the testimonies of healing—made such a lasting impression on me that, a few years after World War II, when a physician recommended that I have psychiatric help in overcoming a nervous breakdown, I turned to Christian Science for help instead.
The same friend supplied me with more copies of the Sentinel and lent me the textbook, Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy. Later, she showed me how to study the Bible Lessons, provided in the Christian Science Quarterly.
Progress seemed slow at first, but in proportion to my fidelity to the teachings of Science, the fears were dispelled. I am increasingly grateful for the moral regeneration that took place, for a truer sense of activity and employment, for membership in The Mother Church, and for the great impetus to growth Godward furnished by class instruction.
