Article March 16, 1899 Issue

Healing Work in England

V. C. B.

It is almost three years since I first heard of Christian Science. I had been ill between four and five years and had been on my back for twelve months, in the vain hope that entire rest and being in a reclining position would help the internal trouble from which I was suffering. But at the end of the time allotted by the doctors I was no better. I was then told I had better get up and try to get well that way, and if at the end of six months I was still ailing, I would have to undergo a serious operation.

I got up but was hardly ever free from pain; was extremely nervous and full of fear, in fact wretched, physically and mentally, although I had every luxury and all those around me were tender and patient. I was in this condition when I heard of Christian Science. I eagerly grasped it expecting to find something by which I could be hypnotized or mesmerized and be relieved of my pain. I asked to see Science and Health. I shall never forget what a shock it was to me, when the first word I saw on opening the book was "God." I shut it feeling indignant. That was not what I wanted. I had tried God and He had never helped me and I had tried to think that I had done with Him and could get along without Him. Oh, how blind I was! Nevertheless, I re-opened the book and read a few pages, it was like Greek to me, but after thinking it over I decided to take treatment.

My improvement was very very slow, in fact hardly perceptible to my sense — but I was gaining daily. My real healing came about in this way. My friends who did not know I was being treated by Christian Science came to me and said I did not seem to be getting much better, therefore in a month's time the doctor would have to come and probably he would decide to operate. Fear seized me and I then saw that I must study this Truth and gain an understanding of its teachings and no longer depend entirely upon the loving, gentle help of my healer. Oh, how I did study, morning, noon and night! I began to catch faint glimpses of that glorious liberty of the child of God who had all things under his feet and that I was not obliged to have this pain and suffering. From that moment I began to make rapid strides, with the result that when the doctor came he was astounded, puzzled and amazed, and said I was perfectly well and there was absolutely no reason to operate. Oh, how grateful I was!

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