Today I am writing these lines because 61 years ago, in 1941, my father was healed through prayer of a very acute nervous problem and physical exhaustion. When traditional medicine proved unable to control his condition, someone suggested that he attend the Christian Science services that were taking place in a theatre in Montevideo, Uruguay. As he recalls, he was told that "it would do him good, because lots of people were being healed there."
He didn't have any previous knowledge of Christian Science, but he accepted the invitation to attend. The services were held in English—a language he didn't know—yet he felt an atmosphere of love during the service that he was unable to explain. This love went deep into his mind and heart. In a very short time he was healed. As a result, my mother also became interested in Christian Science, and eventually they took my brother and me to Sunday School. My father's great-grandsons attend that same Sunday School today.
I still remember learning that healing was a natural part of this religion. During a Sunday School class, a friend fell to the floor, apparently the victim of a seizure. He was healed. This was firsthand proof of the effectiveness of what we were learning. Also, a girl who came to class on crutches for a long time, because of a malformation at her birth, was healed. From that point on she no longer needed the crutches, and she was able to lead an absolutely normal life. Because of those experiences, I decided that Christian Science would be the most important thing in my life, and that I would dedicate my time to Christian healing.
