Intro to Blessings: Adventures of a Madcap Christian Scientist

(Introduction to Blessings: Adventures of a Madcap Christian Scientist)

Years ago an old boyfriend said to me, “I can’t see that Christian Science has made you any better than anyone else.”

“I know!” I said, nodding my head in complete and happy agreement, “But can you imagine what I’d be like without it?!”

He raised his eyebrows and laughed. What could he say? He was looking at a self-centered, moralistic, stubborn idealist who saw everything in terms of black and white. But I could have been worse. I believe without Christian Science I would have been worse.

Let’s get one thing clear from the start: I am not the best example of a Christian Scientist. I’m not as disciplined as I could be. I have fears and worries and doubts. I’m a little neurotic. I am the Lucy Ricardo of Christian Scientists.

I should probably put in a disclaimer here, too—the views expressed in these pages are not necessarily the views shared by other Christian Scientists. Christian Scientists are really a pretty diverse group of people—there are Democrat Christian Scientists and Republican Christian Scientists, “Green,” and “Red,” and “Blue” Christian Scientists, and Christian Scientists with no political affiliations at all. Frankly, I like that about us. We keep each other on our toes.

I should also tell you that this book is not an authorized piece of Christian Science literature. If you want to actually study Christian Science you should probably read the textbook for this way of life, Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy.

My purpose for writing this epistle is really two-fold (I don’t think I’ve ever used the word “two-fold” in my life, and using it now is making me feel sort of professorial. I like the feeling.):

First-foldly, to introduce you to one Christian Scientist so that if you ever hear someone talking fearfully and ignorantly (feargnorantly?) about Christian Scientists you’ll be in a position to say, “I have a friend who’s a Christian Scientist, and, although it’s true she’s a bit of a nut, she’s also…” and you can go on and talk about how your friend has used her study of Christian Science to try to make the world a happier place.

Second-foldly, I feel the need to acknowledge God’s blessings in my life. I don’t want to be like those nine lepers in the Bible who couldn’t take the time to thank Jesus for healing them. I want to be like that one leper who “fell down on his face at his feet” before Jesus and gave him thanks (Luke 17). Through my study of Christian Science I’ve witnessed some incredible proofs of our Father-Mother God’s love for Her creation in my life. God has filled my life with infinite blessings and it’s time for me to acknowledge these blessings to others.

– Karen Molenaar Terrell

 

Different Roads

paths to happiness

 

(Just kidding. 🙂  Mostly.)

A Matter of Semantics

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There is Nothing More Powerful

Sister, you are not invisible to us. You are not forgotten. You are not alone. You express the motherhood of Love, and there is nothing more powerful.

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photo by Karen Molenaar Terrell

We were made for nobler things…

We are not going to be afraid – not one more day, hour, or second. We were made for nobler things.

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Suggestions for Talking About Religion

If I might offer a few suggestions for talking with others about religion? 🙂

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Questions About Religion

Just curious… 🙂

religion

photo of cannon at Fort Ticonderoga by Karen Molenaar Terrell

 

A Power Available to All

There ain’t no midi-chlorians here… 🙂

no midi-chlorians

photo of Mount McKinley by Karen Molenaar Terrell

I Am My Own Flock

So then he says to her, he says, Oh yeah? Well, your flock is responsible for the Crusades, the Salem Witch Trials, and the Spanish Inquisition. And then she says, she says, Well, YOUR flock has Pol Pot and Stalin in it! And then they both accuse the other one of Hitler, and then they both alls of a sudden notice me sitting there, eating my clam, minding my own business,see? And they wanna know which flock I’m in, and I tells ’em, I tells ’em,all serious-like, I no longer feel the need to defend or explain any one else’s behavior or words, for I am my own flock. And I make sure to roll the “r” in “for”because that’s, like, really classy, right?…

he says she says

photo by Karen Molenaar Terrell