Testimony of Healing May 21, 1904 Issue

Something over a year ago, an opportunity was given me...

HARRIETTE H. ROOTE

Something over a year ago, an opportunity was given me by kind friends to look into Christian Science, but I thought, I had not the time. I was already a very busy woman, and beside, there were, I thought, physical limitations, and Science was a thing that could be put off to a more convenient season.

Not many months later, I was urged by my physicians to submit to the surgeon's knife without delay. Urged on by their anxiety for my welfare, I entered the hospital and submitted to a severe operation. For seven weeks after the operation, my physical suffering was great, but it was as nothing to the mental agony, the like of which I had never conceived it possible to endure and live; the physical torture was a positive relief compared to it.

Just why this accumulation of disasters fell upon me, I am unable to explain. I prayed, in my benighted way, to a God who seemed no more responsive than a graven image, to deliver me, by death if need be, from this desolate valley of many shadows. Nothing in medicine could help me, and I left the hospital physically and mentally prostrated. Seemingly there were but two alternatives left me—suicide or insanity,—and yet, curiously enough, I could discern neither rest for surcease from the treadmill of my diseased thoughts, even in these alternatives.

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