Although I was reared in a wonderful home where religious ideals were important (my father was a minister), as an adult I began to feel the need for different answers to my questions about God and about what life really is. A new business associate of my husband was the first Christian Scientist we had ever met. He let me barrage him with questions about his religion, which had been only a strange name to me. Before long I borrowed Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy from a public library and read it from cover to cover in two weeks. Soon I bought my own copy and started studying the Lesson-Sermons, outlined in the Quarterly. Life took on new meaning.
Within two years a special voluntary project involving my professional library training gave me an opportunity to prove what this new outlook meant. The project was the organization of the work involved in producing a cataloging system covering the twelve thousand books in the city library. The project seemed so enormous that it overwhelmed me periodically. Doubts assailed me, tempting me to believe that the project could not be accomplished. Several nights were spent in wakefulness because of my anxiety in making decisions and then doubting them. A practitioner was called several times to help bring calmness and clarity to my thought so that the way could be seen.
Finally the realization came that these doubts were nothing more than mortal mind trying to saddle me with the limitations of material time and energy and with the uncertainty of not knowing what to do or when to do it. As the Christian Science teaching that there is only one Mind, God, became clear to me, I knew that I was not a person with a mind separate from God.
