Testimony of Healing January 10, 1901 Issue

Why I am a Christian Scientist

Harriet Hosford Winslow

My father was a Baptist minister, spoken of by all who knew him as a godly man; my mother a woman qualified in all ways to be a helpmate. I was the only child and my father's companion in his library, and in after years in his church work. This home, expressing so much love and earnest striving for the things that perish not, was the abode of sickness from my youth up. The work so dearly loved was done with a great sense of weakness and bondage to frail bodies. The lack of physical strength to meet life's duties, because I was so like my father, was ever expressed in the home.

As the years passed, added duties and cares were mine. I would go to my work on Sunday and be in bondage to pain and suffering the next day. I pondered over this thought so much: the plan of salvation through Christ must be equal to all things—it is all or it is nothing. I read God's promises in the Bible over and over, and rode on the streets in an invalid chair. For years I had the tenderest care and most skilful attention a Christian physician could give. At last I submitted to a surgical operation.

All that loved ones in the home could do, the earnest prayers of the church I loved so much, with constant watchfulness from the physician, brought me through still to find myself in bondage. I lived in Michigan, and soon after this occurred came to the home of my daughter in Kansas City, Missouri, trusting the change of climate would help me. I had repeatedly sent my name to faith cures to be prayed for, for I never failed to believe God was able to heal me.

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