When I was a girl, I had an allergy. I couldn’t drink or eat dairy products or I would get a terrible rash. I couldn’t be cured by medical means. One challenge was that I could not eat ice cream, and sometimes I would sneak ice cream because it was so irresistible, even though it would cause me problems later.
I was also a very busy church member. I belonged to another Protestant church. I sang in the choir and was very active in their youth groups. I loved my church and church family, but none of the things I was learning seemed to help me with my allergy.
Fortunately, next to the high school I attended, there was a Christian Science church—First Church of Christ, Scientist, it was called. Every school day I would pass by and read the signs on the lawn. They introduced to my thought that it was possible to heal as Jesus did, as it describes in the Bible. So I decided to attend a service. I was only sixteen at the time.
