From the June 8, 1946 issue of the Christian Science Sentinel
Six years of war, day and night, over London have made as many changes in the character and thinking of some of us as in the landscape. They have knocked great gaps in the mental structure of mortal mind, destroying forever some of the unsound trusts in personalities and things. But the true structure is becoming more apparent through the teachings of our Leader, Mary Baker Eddy.
There were raids and, later, flying bombs, but I can truly say that at no time was I prevented from being at my place at the Reading Room or from doing anything I wished to do, though many a night I held to all I understood of God, using the ninety-first Psalm, “the scientific statement of being” from “Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures” by Mrs. Eddy (p. 468), and many of her hymns, especially “Mother’s Evening Prayer” (Poems, p. 4), which was always most comforting.
My wife was privileged to serve as a voluntary air raid warden in London, and my services for the armed forces were accepted. We have both been protected many times when exposed to danger, and are deeply grateful for that protection…. This, I acknowledge with gratitude, is the result of the study and application of Christian Science.
During the heavy London raids all my material possessions were destroyed, and I had to learn the meaning of true substance and home.
During the recent years of war Christian Science has been particularly helpful. Amid the daily uncertainties and mental strain, and during periods of night bombing, the knowledge divine Science has given me of spiritual reality has been a staff on which to lean.
The soldier carried with him in the breast pocket of his coat some snapshots of his home folks, a paper-covered copy of the service Hymnal, and also a service edition of the Christian Science textbook, “Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures” by Mary Baker Eddy. The bullet passed through the snapshots, the Hymnal, and part way through the textbook, and then glanced off seriously wounding his right arm. On being sent to a hospital in England, the young man was happy to make the acquaintance of another young man, who was also a Christian Scientist, and who was able to be of much service to him. Naturally, the young soldier felt a great sense of gratitude for his protection from the bullet of the sniper, and also for the spiritual help which his friend could give him.
During the air raids in this country I rode continually in the heavily bombed areas carrying out my duties. It was remarked that nothing seemed either to blow me off or to stop me from getting through, and I know that this was due only to Christian Science.
Christian Science has been my daily protection whilst I have been serving in the Royal Air Force. A bomb, which landed fifty yards from a wooden building in which I was occupied, bounced two hundred yards and exploded harmlessly in a field. On one occasion I was instantaneously healed of influenza after I had spoken on the telephone to a Christian Science Officiating Minister to His Majesty’s Forces.
It has been comforting and cheering to know that wherever one may go, fellow Scientists will always extend a loving hand. I have found this true in England as well as in America, in the churches, Reading Rooms. Rest Rooms, and private homes. The Wartime Ministers and Officiating Ministers have been practitioners and friends wherever I have been.
We were all lovingly protected, and our baby daughter was born almost painlessly during a heavy air raid over London. The house received a direct hit by a bomb which came through to the top landing. We were requested by the wardens to leave the house within seven minutes and told not to touch the bomb. A Christian Science practitioner was present and a Christian Science nurse in attendance. The bomb was safely removed—we were unaware how or when—and we had soon completely forgotten about it.