I am so grateful that Christian Science came into my experience early in life, before marriage and family. There have been many healings over the years. Our three children have grown to adulthood without using drugs or medicine; houses, when needed, have been bought and sold harmoniously; and right activity has been gratefully demonstrated.
One experience that has meant much to me happened during the Second World War. I was attending a Wednesday testimony meeting in a branch Church of Christ, Scientist, when the air raid sirens sounded. My husband was at home with our three small children. We lived in the top flat of the building. (My husband and I—both students of Christian Science— took turns each Wednesday going to our branch church's testimony meeting, while the other stayed at home with the children.) It was the night of the Clydebank blitz. A friend and I wished to go home to our families rather than take shelter in the church air raid facilities, so we left— praying and grateful the church members were supporting us through prayer. We both made it home safely. My husband was very glad to welcome me home that night and had been praying most sincerely for guidance.
As I reached our flat, the noise was terrific—pictures and mirrors were banging on the walls. However the children were still asleep. Not sure what we should do, I opened a copy of the Journal for inspiration. I cannot remember what I read, but as I did a great feeling of calm encompassed me, and I had a wonderful sense of unity with The Mother Church. The thought came: "Fear not: for they that be with us are more than they that be with them" (II Kings 6:16). The clamor ceased to disturb me, and I was not troubled by it again that night or at any point during the rest of the war. My husband gained a sense of peace, too, and it was by mutual agreement that we remained at home the rest of the evening and did not go to a shelter. Our building was never touched.
