It is with gratitude and love that I testify to the beauty in my life, which has been centred in Christian Science. During the years of World War II, I brought up my three children in the hills of Derbyshire. At that time there was no transport to a Church of Christ, Scientist, so I began to teach the children at the early age of two years the truths from the Bible and Science and Health. The book of Deuteronomy says: "And ye shall teach them your children, speaking of them when thousittes in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, when thou liest down, and when thou risest up" (11:19).
I was thrilled when the children began to put what they had learned into practice. One example was when one of the children was three years old. We had come in from a walk on a very windy day. Something must have blown into my eye, and by teatime my eye was closed and a stream of water was coming down my cheek. It was painful. At bath time I lifted the child onto a stool to dry her. She saw my eye and asked, "What's that?" I said, "Something blew into my eye on the walk. Help Mummie to be free." The answer came, "I can't, but God is there." By the time I tucked her up in bed, I was free. I had been trying to move something out. The child had helped me see that only God was there.
Eventually we moved close to a church, and the children attended the Christian Science Sunday School. From that time I have been able to teach in the Sunday School for 30 years or more — a joy that remains a highlight in my life.
