I grew up with my parents' religion, but it wasn't for me. So when I was 13, I began going on my own to some other churches. But they didn't satisfy me either, and I continued searching. I wanted to find a place where God is only good, not good and evil. In the churches I attended, they said that if you didn't obey certain rules, you would go to hell. That didn't seem right or loving.
Then my mother began having relationship problems, and a friend of hers told her about Christian Science and invited her to attend Christian Science church services in Mexico City. My mom started going to the services, and she said to me. "Why don't you come? It you don't like them, then adelante—you can move on."
So I went with her and attended a Sunday School class. I liked the way they explained who God is. During first class, the teacher showed me the definition of God from the Glossary of Science and Health (p. 587) and then she asked the other students to tell me in their own words what God meant to them. I learned that God isn't bad, that God doesn't punish us. Many religions teach that He does, and so people live in fear. But I didn't want to live with fear in my life. I needed to know that I had God's support without His criticism or punishment.
