Testimony of Healing May 15, 1902 Issue

When I read the testimonies of my old friends, John Lloyd...

L. J. Richardson

When I read the testimonies of my old friends, John Lloyd and Roy Goodwin, it brought back to me the memories that I had associated with their friendship and love. I was delighted and surprised at the wonderful revelations of their healing, because I knew them both as no other man knew them; having associated with Roy Goodwin in a business way and socially also for a good many years; knowing that his life had been spent in trying to do good for suffering humanity; feeling his heart-throbs for those who suffer and cannot complain; knowing his connection with the anarchist movement in Chicago with myself, and to think of the wonderful transformation from the state of mind we all were in, to one of tenderness and acquaintance with God. I was reminded how I made fun of him last spring when he told me he had taken up Christian Science, and then I thought how, in a few short months, I had been made acquainted with the same beautiful thought; with the same divine Principle, whence all power comes. I was reminded how I was transformed from a man believing in no God and despising the Bible, to one who firmly believes that God is All-in-all. Having seen wealth accumulating in the hands of the few and the poor growing poorer; having seen the suffering of the masses; knowing that poverty and crime were increasing on every hand, my natural desire was and is to change this condition. I have had a great desire to do something for my brother man for many years and have gone through all the phases of organizations, believing at one time that the only way to change this condition was to remove the cause, and that was, the rich. I believed that force was the only way to eradicate the wrong.

When I came to Fort Wayne, Ind., on the 6th of January, 1902, I was suffering from a skin cancer on my face; I had been treated by three of the leading surgeons of the country for nine months with no results, and had been told that the cancer would kill me as soon as it got to the jugular vein. I reached the point where I was much worried. The picture of death had been painted in my mind. I could not eat or sleep. In fact, I was in a frightful condition. I stopped at the home of Mrs. B., at the Rich Hotel. The next morning after I arrived the lady noticed my condition, and asked me if I would like to be cured. Of course, I said yes. She told me that I could be. She told me of her own demonstration, and invited me to the Christian Science meeting on the following Wednesday evening, and I attended.

After hearing the testimonies of several people who told of their wonderful cures, I commenced to ask myself the question: "I wonder if there is something in this? I wonder if it is possible that there is any power unseen that can cure me?" and so I went to the hotel and made up my mind to try Christian Science. I disposed of all my medicines by throwing them out of the window. The next day I went to a healer, talked the matter over with him, told him all of my past life, my religious, or irreligious views; told him of my connection with the labor movement; told him how I had tried to do good. I finally made up my mind that morning while there to get all the truth there was in Christian Science, and then I went to studying "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures." I took treatment for about three weeks. In four days the pain in the cancer had abated. I commenced to sleep soundly every night. I experienced a feeling of happiness which I have no language to explain. I read Science and Health almost incessantly for two weeks; became fully imbued with the understanding that there was but one mind, the divine Mind. I became acquainted with the fact that there is but one Truth, and that this Truth will make men free.

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