Christian Science was introduced to me through The Christian Science Journal. I had just missed a train and, disappointed, walked back into the station, hoping to buy something to read. The newsstand was closed, but my eyes fell upon a Christian Science literature distribution box containing this precious Journal.
For many years I had been searching for a more satisfying approach to God— His relationship to me and mine to Him. I had been reared in an orthodox Sunday School, and attended church, but when I really needed help, even through a minister, many questions were left unanswered. My search had continued through the study of Buddhism, Confucianism, Hinduism. As I began to read the Journal, conviction dawned in my consciousness that my search was over. I literally devoured the Journal mentally, and then put it aside. The seed of Truth had been sown.
About a year later my father was brought to live with us, supposedly dying of cancer. I became so distraught I couldn't eat or sleep, and due to the fact that I wanted to appear cheerful before him I became very tense. I prayed and prayed to God for help. Then I remembered the Journal, found it, and, in desperation, yet with hope, went downtown to a Christian Science Reading Room and asked for help. I was graciously received, and it was explained to me how to contact a practitioner.
