Testimony of Healing June 13, 1901 Issue

A Testimony from Ireland

Constance Gibson

I have been thinking lately that it was time I should write to the Sentinel to tell something of the gratitude I feel for all that Christian Science has done for me. Error always rises up to prevent me, whispering that the editor has already more articles than he knows what to do with, so why should I write? But this is not obedience. Mother has told us to write, and if we leave our share of the work to others, we shall not receive the blessing.

I cannot express in words half the gratitude I feel towards Mrs. Eddy for all she has done for us, and my earnest prayer is that when the clouds seem dark and lowering and error shrieks discord all around, I, also, may be faithful through the burden and heat of the day, ever following in our Leader's footsteps, radiating love to all around; never discouraged or afraid, but working honestly and naturally up to my highest ideal of right.

Sometimes it seems as if we had lost hold of Love,—as if we had fallen back in the fight and could not see the Light—but as we work and struggle on, laying all on the altar of Christ, and consecrating our lives anew to the service and glory of God, Love shines like a star out of the darkness, and a voice from above cries, "Be thou faithful unto death, and I will give thee a crown of life."