A Number Of Years Ago I was called for grand jury duty in my community. On my first day of service, potential jurors and staff at the courthouse learned I was an employee of The Christian Science Monitor. When the assistant district attorney praised the paper for its accuracy and dependability, I was voted as secretary to take notes, take attendance, and distribute paychecks.
I sat at a desk, facing the twenty-three other jurors serving with me, and over the course of several weeks I got to know them quite well. Many of those I was working with had little or no information about Christian Science or the practice of the religion, except for what they had heard in the media. While most were cordial toward me, in a short time it became apparent that one fellow had a good deal of antagonism toward me and my views of spiritual healing. After breaks and lunch, when I would return to my desk, I would find accusatory and hateful notes pinned to my chair. In addition, wart medication would occasionally appear on my desk, with written recommendations that I use it. I was pretty sure the author of these notes was one particularly unpleasant individual.
I had been experiencing a severe wart problem on one of my hands, and now I was uncomfortable about having it noticed in this way. I called a Christian Science practitioner for treatment, and over the phone I told her not only about the physical problem but also about the unpleasant personal situation I found myself in.
