Testimony of Healing January 12, 1929 Issue

For the protecting power of Christian Science during...

Arthur Meyers

For the protecting power of Christian Science during the recent hurricane in West Palm Beach, Florida, I wish to express my gratitude. What we are most grateful for was the absence of fear: we never before felt so serene and so close to God.

The wind started to blow in the morning, and by noon had reached hurricane force; and from then on until six or seven o'clock in the evening it never let up. Our front room, which is the breadth of the house, has eleven French windows. This room had to stand the brunt of this part of the storm, with the wind blowing from seventy-five to one hundred and twenty-five miles an hour. All the windows had been nailed securely, but the force of the wind and rain loosened them. During this time each member of the family was declaring the truth out loud—that home is a spiritual idea existent in the divine Mind, in divine Love. We realized that God is ever present and always available, and that His children are protected from the onslaughts of error as thought is purified and freed from fear. On page 307 of "Miscellaneous Writings" Mrs. Eddy says, "God gives you His spiritual ideas, and in turn, they give you daily supplies." And surely God did supply us with right ideas. No matter what the sense-testimony seemed to be we denied it, knowing that where the fury of mortal mind seemed to be there was the peace of God. The Master's words, "Where two or three are gathered together in my name, there am I in the midst of them," gave us great strength.

After a lull in the storm the wind shifted, and raged on for most of the night. It was an inspiration to hear the declarations of truth from our young daughter, aged eight, as she moved about the house assisting where she could. "Why, mama," she would say, "when we speak the truth to error the wind stops around our house!"

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