My father was a traditional doctor who healed people using herbs. Despite my requests, he refused to show me how he did his work. One day he said, “If you want to know how to heal, ask God. He’ll show you how to do it; that’s the best way of doing the healing work.”
My first contact with Christian Science was in 1973, when my niece was born deaf and dumb and she was healed by a Christian Scientist. I immediately started investigating Christian Science. Soon, in that early study, I was healed of chronic headaches and a white spot in one of my eyes disappeared. This is the altitude of thought that animated me all along in my search for Truth.
I wanted to know who God was, how He heals, and how He reveals Himself to those who want to heal as Jesus did. My former religious training taught me that God was a magnified person with a beard who stayed up in heaven and looked down on the earth. I grew up with such a frightening image of God. I thought of myself as a potential victim of His punishment at any time. Also, prayer meant repeating stereotyped formulas, and I never read the Bible during my high school education.
