Although I learned about Christian Science as a teen-ager, and loved its teachings, I later drifted away from them. None of my friends lived by what seemed to me then to be such strict standards. However, leaving this path led to disillusionment and dead ends.
In one psalm we read (139:7-10): "Whither shall I go from thy spirit? . . . If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there .... If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me." And Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy states (p. 322): "The sharp experiences of belief in the supposititious life of matter, as well as our disappointments and ceaseless woes, turn us like tired children to the arms of divine Love."
Gradually I began to read the weekly Bible Lessons (outlined in the Christian Science Quarterly) and to call a Christian Science practitioner for help through prayer when problems arose. But I was surrounded by a family of churchgoers of a prominent Protestant faith, and it seemed impossible for me to take a stand and really become a Christian Scientist. I see now that even then I was being lovingly guided through my study and practice of Science into "the arms of divine Love."
