As I was growing up, I had a deep desire to understand Christian Science, and realized I needed to know more about God and my relationship to Him. As I became more and more grateful for an increasingly clear understanding of God as taught in Christian Science, it became upsetting to me if others didn’t feel the same way. This manifested in judgmental thinking, a lack of patience, and hurt feelings on my part.
About two years ago this was all brought to a head when I found myself in a situation, unfamiliar to me up to that point in my experience, with a family member who was being treated by several doctors and taking several prescribed medicines. As a Christian Scientist, I became disturbed and resentful that I felt I had to participate in this scenario.
Shortly afterward, my body began to feel extremely weak, and I was exhausted from caring for this loved one. I got out of bed and went into my office to pray. I then felt led to go to a nearby Christian Science Reading Room for some quiet study. I wanted to take my “medicine”—the medicine that Mary Baker Eddy refers to in Science and Health: “A Christian Scientist’s medicine is Mind, the divine Truth that makes man free” (p. 453).
