I did not find out about Christian Science through the Sunday School or the church service, nor had I ever been inside a Reading Room or read any of the Christian Science periodicals.
At the time I found Christian Science I was in a hospital because of poor health that resulted from drinking and smoking excessively; I couldn't stand or walk alone. One night I prayed to God for help in the best way I knew how, and just as clear as day the words "Christian Science" came to my consciousness.
The next morning I was taken in a wheelchair to an annex of the hospital where I was allowed to wheel around in the day room with the other patients. While I was looking through the magazines and books provided for us, there— standing out like a beacon—was a copy of The Christian Science Journal. I grabbed it, and as I read, tears of gratitude so overwhelmed me that I could hardly see. I kept that copy and read it day and night.
