It seems, looking back, that I was always meant to be a Christian Scientist.
I was raised with very little spiritual guidance. My parents were strict and insisted on living a good life, but not with spiritual authority behind it—just good because it was right and moral. Occasionally they would take me to Sunday School at a Methodist church, and to vacation Bible school there until I was seven or eight.
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