I have been a student of Christian Science for many years, and think the time is long overdue to submit a testimony.
Recently, whilst on holiday, I received a telephone call to say that my house had been ransacked. As this was a working holiday, I had several more days before I was able to return home. Two lines from a favourite hymn kept coming to me: "My Father has my treasure,/And He will walk with me" (Christian Science Hymnal, No. 148). Another thought I dwelt on a lot was that my home had not been violated—my house may have been ransacked but my home had not been, because home is the consciousness of inviolable, divine Love. I tried hard to keep these thoughts in mind as I prayed during those days. No one at the place where I was working (except the superintendent) knew about the incident, so I kept hearing from the staff, "You'll be looking forward to going home." For this reason I had to maintain even more firmly that my true, spiritual home could not have been violated.
Then a few days later I got another telephone call informing me that my son would not be able to meet and escort me through the house on my return. (The police had not allowed him to clear anything, since I would then not know all that was missing.)
