Be Patient and Faithful

REMEMBERING the first years of daily, yes, hourly effort in overcoming many persistent errors my thought goes out to those dear ones who are taking their first steps in the upward way that is so gently and gradually leading us all away from earth's shadows into the glories of spiritual consciousness.

I do not remember a perfectly well day until I was freed through the Truth as revealed in Science and Health, and I have great cause for gratitude and rejoicing with the many who were once in darkness but now, see a ''great light.'' Supposed weak constitution with constant headache and a fear of weak lungs, unfitted me for a life of usefulness either as a girl or mother. My sufferings increased each year until there were weeks at a time when I could not speak aloud, finally growing too weak to sit up all day unless under great excitement. The nights were passed in a state of unrest and fear of losing my reason under the terrible darkened mental condition and constant bodily suffering. I could not eat without experiencing pain, even a swallow of water would produce suffering. Other troubles made their their appearance, among which were erysipelas, constant neuralgia, dyspepsia, sore throat, severe cough with frequent chills and fever, all of which combined to make this life a burden, while the future seemed most dark and dreadful.

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