My parents took up the study of Christian Science during my infancy, and so I attended the Christian Science Sunday School. Before leaving Sunday School I became a member of The Mother Church and six months later joined a branch church. Still later came class instruction.
Some years ago a condition which I first noticed when it began to hamper my diving developed in my knees until they were both giving me pain day and night, so I decided to call a practitioner. While I was carrying some material weighing nearly one hundred pounds, one knee bent backward with a sharp crack.
Still standing, if somewhat uncertainly, with the material in my hand, I prayed fervently, and it became clear that God is I am. In a few moments the sharp pain was gone, and I was able to move. This instant partial victory so heartened me that I decided to persevere in my prayerful work alone.
