In moments of thoughtful retrospection I feel a deep sense of love and humility toward both my paternal grandmother and my parents, who persisted in the study of Christian Science. It has been the still small voice of the Christ, Truth, signaling the direction of every important turning point of my life.
As a prelude to relating this testimony of healing, I wish to make clear that following Christian Science does not insulate one from challenges. This has been made abundantly clear in my experience and has resulted in a very compassionate attitude toward those who are unaccountably challenged by a problem.
Some years ago I suffered a heart attack. It occurred during a luncheon engagement following a period of strenuous negotiations involving a sizable business project I had the responsibility of evaluating. The stricture was unmistakable and alarming. I excused myself from the table without indicating the difficulty to my colleagues and made my way back to my office to seek help.
