When I first learned of Christian Science more than thirty years ago, I was a hopeless sufferer. My illness was diagnosed as neurosis of the heart, and I was given little hope for a complete recovery. Five doctors had treated me, and each one had employed a different method of treatment. Apparently the doctor who treated me last had more success, for I had a long respite from the attacks; but then one day I heard him say to my husband outside my door, "She's doing better now, but I can't guarantee that she won't have it again in ten years."
As if struck a blow, all my hopes disappeared, and in the ensuing ten years I was not free of the fear that one day the suffering would resume. I lived in a continuous state of anxiety and reconciled myself to the idea that it was my fate to patiently endure the suffering the rest of my life.
When I attended a Christian Science service for the first time, I felt the loving atmosphere, and I knew that this was the place where I belonged. A member invited me to visit her, and I gratefully accepted. She instructed me in my first timid steps in the study of the Lesson-Sermons. It was wonderful; the light began to dawn on me. I learned to understand God as Spirit, as infinite Love. I felt that my concept of existence was being elevated to a higher level. After a short time I really blossomed out, my health was better, and I began to have joy in life again; I felt safely hid in ever-present divine Love.
