A hundred years of Christian Science in my family

In the early 1900s a family relative became a Christian Science practitioner in St. Louis. When my mother met her, it changed my mother’s life. 

At the time, my mother was a teenager living in a broken home, and after meeting this woman, she was so excited about Christian Science she skipped all the way home. When my mother passed on, my father showed me a piece of paper he had kept in his wallet; on the paper was a handwritten note that recorded this experience. It was obviously cherished by them both.

My mother loved Christian Science, and I never knew her to deviate from its teachings. When there was sickness or other problems, she would be calm, turning to prayer immediately and working with a practitioner.