I rejoice in the El Dorado of hope fulfilled! After many years in which I suffered a physical burden from mentally reliving wartime experiences, they now find no place in my thought, and, therefore, I no longer suffer physically.
But first let me say, Christian Science has been my only physician since infancy. Once, when I was a boy, as I walked on a log placed over a bonfire, the log broke and red-hot coals burned all the skin off one foot to the ankle. Through the prayers of my mother, who worked with specific spiritual truths, all flesh, including the hairs on my foot, was restored to its original appearance. Within thirty days I was happily walking on the foot, and full healing followed without my being conscious of it. In fact, I cannot remember which foot was injured! The only question asked by Mother at the outset was whether I thought we could handle this error together in Christian Science, and I had answered "yes."
Through the guidance of loving parents, Christian Science practitioners, and Sunday School teachers, I gained an early appreciation for the spiritual truths in the Bible and in the writings of Mrs. Eddy. These truths taught me how to pray to God, expecting good from my prayers, and how to apply to my daily life with conviction and joy the inspiration I received. My grandchildren in the Christian Science Sunday School are the sixth generation of our family to study Christian Science.
