I had grown up as a student of Christian Science, but had drifted away and stopped practicing it for about forty years. Then I had a mammogram that indicated a small lump. When I saw a specialist soon after the new year, the test came back positive for cancer.
A sense of foreboding came over me. I’d been medically treated for breast cancer some years earlier, and even more extensive surgery was scheduled this time. I was shocked and horrified.
At first I sought the support of a naturopath, but as I sat in the office, I quietly wished I could wake from this like a bad dream. As I left the naturopath’s consulting room, it was as if lightning hit me: “What are you doing? You come from ‘healing stock.’ ” It felt like inspiration from God, because those were funny old words I would never have used!
