For four years after I was married I didn't attend church, although I never stopped reading and praying and studying Christian Science. During that time I wasn't very well. Nothing was ever diagnosed, but it was clear the physical problem was internal. At one point a doctor who was visiting our home socially, suggested I had anemia. The problem was mostly one of utter exhaustion; I had difficulty in just trying to keep going. Despite the fact that I wasn't going to church, Science was always at the back of my mind. I knew it was right—I knew it was what was right. I had a tremendous love of God and was sure He was there and that I served Him. I knew He ran my life—that in fact, He was my Life and therefore I literally couldn't live without Him. I could never have turned to anything but Christian Science for healing. It just wouldn't have occurred to me.
By this time we had three children. Aside from the children, it was very difficult to get to church from where we lived at the time. Then we moved and I was able to go to church again, which is what I had longed for. I feel this change was evidence of divine Love looking after its own.
The turning point with the physical problem (there was an apparent liver condition at the time, too) came one Sunday when it was a struggle to get to church to teach my Sunday School class of seven year-old boys. I made it to church but after I got there I felt too ill to remain. Then one of the boys came running in, sat opposite me, leaned forward, and said earnestly, "I want to tell you a story about a man who built his house on the sand and the house fell." Then he paused, took a deep breath, and said with feeling, "But there was another man . . ." (I thought he must have dismissed the first man because he was too incompetent to bother with!) Now, I thought, he's going to tell me about the real man, the man who built his house on the rock—the only man there is. Immediately I knew I was that man, made in the image and likeness of God, with my feet on the rock—Christ, divine Truth—where they had always been. All fear of the disease left me at that moment. Later, bodily processes returned to normal.
