MANY YEARS AGO, my husband, baby daughter, and I lived in a very small town. My husband felt we should attend church in the town where we lived, so we went to his church. I had attended the Christian Science church in the neighboring, much larger city most of my life, but I went along with his plan for us.
During this time, an infected area appeared on the back of my neck that was scratchy, and became increasingly irritated over time with other unpleasant symptoms. Finally one day when I took our daughter for a routine checkup with the doctor who had delivered her, I asked him about my neck. He said he thought it might be related to some kind of allergy, but couldn't tell me the exact cause. He then said, "I guess you'll just have to live with it."
I dropped the subject because that statement went against what I'd learned as a student of Christian Science, and what I'd experienced of the healing power of God's love. When I was in high school, an infection developed on one of my legs and began to spread. I called my Sunday School teacher and asked her to pray for me. I remember the wonderful sense of love with which she expressed spiritual truths to me, and that this destroyed my fears—fear of what the condition was, fear of kids at school asking about it, and the fear it would last forever. I was healed with that one phone call. I completely forgot about the infection. A short time afterwards, when I looked down at my leg, the infected places were completely healed. That was the first time I'd asked for Christian Science treatment. I was so grateful to be reminded of that healing and began once again to study the Christian Science Bible Lessons.
