Raising a family of three active boys brought many opportunities to turn to divine Love in prayer. What I was learning of God and man through the study of Christian Science was both preventative and curative in maintaining the boys’ well-being.
One fall when our two grade-school boys were beginning a new school year, I made a promise to myself that I would pray specifically for them every morning as they left for the bus. As I sat in my plaid chair by the picture window and watched them disappear down the driveway toward the bus stop, I would talk with God.
Not a morning went by without spending the first minutes listening for the “ ‘still, small voice’ of Truth uttering itself.”