One evening my husband came home with his head...

One evening my husband came home with his head bandaged, and said that a stick of wood from a machine had hit him on the cheek, cutting its way entirely through the flesh, and loosening a tooth. We had a doctor wash and dress the wound, and he said that all he could do was to keep it clean, as he could not stitch it. The flesh healed quickly and painlessly, which latter circumstance caused the doctor some alarm, but we met every error voiced, and to-day there remains only a small scar.

About a week after this happened, my baby of two years, awoke one morning very sick and in a high fever; after much battling, fear was destroyed in my own mind, and at the same time every manifestation of fever left him. Although the child lay on the lounge or on my lap all day, still the improvement was so marked that we seemed to see the healing advance. We slept well that night and the next day there was only an appearance of extreme weakness, which was overcome by noon that day.

I would like to mention the great help that the story of Daniel was to me in making these demonstrations. Whenever tempted to see the physical manifestation I would remind myself that Daniel, after realizing the powerlessness of evil, did not again turn to it to see the forms it assumed, nor did he look to see if the lions were coming nearer, but turned absolutely away from the evil, as is represented in the familiar picture, and looked up.So I turned away from the error and looking up tried to realize God's presence and the perfect man, and that destroyed even the manifestation of evil. The looking up and away from error is all there is to any demonstration, and it has been a slow and difficult lesson for me to learn, but, thank God, the light is breaking and I begin to realize that there is only God and His creation.

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