Testimony of Healing July 9, 1904 Issue

It is a great pleasure to give expression to the gratitude...

M. Lee Baker

It is a great pleasure to give expression to the gratitude I feel for the renewed strength and hope which have come into my life through the light of Truth as revealed by the teaching of Christian Science. Looking back, I see how my prayers for light and guidance have been answered, ever since my childhood. My constant petition for years was, "Lead me in thy truth, and teach me," but all seemed so vague and indefinite.

At the age of sixteen, with great timidity and shrinking, I presented myself for membership with an orthodox Church of which my father was a deacon. I was full of youthful enthusiasm to follow in the footsteps of Christ Jesus, and my ideals of what Christianity should represent and embody were of the very highest, but on every hand there appeared nothing but limitation. Filled with a loving sympathy, I looked at the sorrow and suffering I saw around me, and which I longed to relieve, but all appeared to be wrapped in mystery. The fading of the flowers I loved, showed me that there must be a condition beyond that which I could see with my mortal vision; that which though beautiful was yet so transient could not be any part of the eternal and real. The non-fulfilment of hopes, the inconstancy of human affection, drove me to seek for what the world could neither give nor take away. Once there came to me in a flash a beautiful sense of the unseen, and I realized in a measure the truth of the words "the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal." I was thankful for this brief glimpse which came to me after a long illness and a letting go of materiality.

Later on, my life became weighted with care, anxiety, and struggling. My beloved father had passed away after much suffering which it broke my heart not to be able to assuage, and I felt strangely stranded, tossed about without rudder on a storm-swept sea, everything so joyless. For more than twenty years I toiled, much of the time in great weariness, to keep the home for my widowed mother, and all the time I was hungering for a fuller light, for more realization of God as Love, a fact I never doubted. The sorrows and suffering which seemed to meet me at every turn almost overcame me, and I would willingly have given my life if, by so doing, I could have relieved one twentieth part of the sin and wretchedness I saw around me. How I yearned for some light to dawn, for something to penetrate through the gloom of sense!

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