Testimony of Healing July 22, 1905 Issue

After ten year of constant travel, much of it at night,...

James F. Beebee

After ten year of constant travel, much of it at night, I found myself in a most dreadful and discordant condition. I was not sleeping, could not rest, and was in constant pain from exhaustion and trouble in the spine and shoulders. I became morose, discouraged, worn out,—a perfect wreck. I asked my physician for advice, and he pronounced mine the worst case of mental and physical breakdown he had ever seen. I had lost flesh, and was on the verge of insanity. He strongly urged me to give up work, to rest, and to make a business of getting well. I secured a leave of absence from my duties, and at once began my search for health. I took a trip out West, also went to Europe, and to South America, but upon my return was no better. I underwent three operations, had allopathic, homoeopatic, and osteopathic treatment, gave up tobacco, coffee, and desserts. I took specially prescribed athletic exercises, hot, cold, and salt water baths, and made a six-weeks stay at the mud-baths of Indiana. At this time, and after a year of earnest effort to get well, I was in worse condition than ever, and was committed to an asylum. Becoming worse from this confinement, I removed to my physician's home, where I lived some time, under his constant care. In June, 1903, I was still at the home of my physician, walking the streets all night, worn out, discouraged, full of hate for every one and every thing, discordant and wreched in mind and body, and full of the pains and aches that so surely accompany such a mental condition. I had given up hope, had sought every avenue of escape that I knew of, but all were closed. I believed myself a mental and physical wreck, unfit either to live or to die.

The morning of June 30, 1903, after passing an awful night, the thought entered my mind, suddenly and forcibly, that I must go home. The doctor advised strongly against it. It felt I should not go, but I went. Two hours after I reached home, a stranger called and said he had heard through friends of mine that I was in a very serious condition, and asked if I knew anything of Christian Science healing. I did not, but said I had proved everything else worthless, and was ready to try it. The black clouds of trouble were thick over me at this time, and the next day I had my first treatment in Christian Science. After a vigorous, helpful talk, the practitioner gave me a treatment, and that night, for the first time in years, I slept like a healthy child. I had no pains or aches and was a changed man the next morning when I arouse. There were rifts in the black cloud that had seemed to cover me, and in two months I was perfectly well.

Although a great many discordant and, as the physicians had said, incurable troubles held me, every one of them was destroyed by the truth. Since my healing, I have proved that I am in perfect mental and physical condition, and was never before so free from discord and trouble in every way. My healing was a revelation to me and a transformation as well; and Christian Science has taught me, that sickness, hatred, malice, and all inharmony begin to disappear, and health, harmony, happiness, and love to take their place, as we grow in understanding of this truth that so surely makes us free.—James F. Beebee, New York, N.Y.

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