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Sickness may seem real, but this author shared how her understanding of God helped her “wake up” to what was really real about God, and herself.

For many years I struggled with suicidal depression, intense anxiety, and low self-esteem. I ached to understand who I was.

It is with deep gratitude to God and for learning to pray the way it is taught in Christian Science that I offer this testimony. A number of years ago, our brother left home to go and learn a trade from our uncle in a foreign country.

One early spring evening when my children were young, my eight-year-old son Philip was at his little league baseball game, and my five-year-old son Timmy was playing with a friend on our front porch while I finished washing the dinner dishes. We would soon go to the game as spectators and applauders.

As a child attending the Christian Science Sunday School, it wasn’t hard for me to figure out that the real meaning of Easter had nothing to do with bunnies or chocolates. It also wasn’t just an event that many in the world commemorated once a year at a certain date.

Jesus’ victory over the grave is, of course, the central event of the Easter story. But there are many other inspiring aspects of this narrative as well.

Funds are available for benevolence grants from the trust established under Clause 8 of Mary Baker Eddy’s will. These funds are devoted to the primary purpose of “more effectually promoting and extending the religion of Christian Science as taught by [Mary Baker Eddy].

There are many times when we wonder if we have enough to do what’s required of us. Will we have enough patience to appropriately care for our children? Will we have enough skill and talent to complete a challenging job? Will we have enough courage to stand up to injustice? Will we have enough spiritual understanding to experience healing?   Mary Baker Eddy, the Discoverer and Founder of Christian Science, recognized the practical power of Truth—a name for God—to provide enough good.

Working in local government in my homeland, New Zealand, I came face to face with the inequitable way in which First Nations people had been treated. Since then, I have often thought of the many past injustices in the world that keep bubbling up to the surface in one form or another with righteous demands that they be rectified.

Clouds scudding out of the north .  .