To-day, with the sun shining in at my window, and a...

To-day, with the sun shining in at my window, and a peace in my heart that can be naught but a ray from the "Sun of righteousness," I am impelled to reflect it in an expression of love and gratitude. Three years ago, what a contrast! Lonely, unhappy, suffering, submerged in a cloud of fear that seemed to preclude the possibility of sunshine. A well-known physician had informed me that a serious operation for an internal growth was necessary. In addition, I was enduring sleepless nights of pain from an enlargement in my breast which I had guarded from my friends with vigilant secrecy for several years. In an agony of fear, lest submission to a double operation be inevitable, I paced my room in the dead of night, one moment endeavoring to face the facts courageously, the next repeating, "No knife shall touch me; I'll die first." Tonics were administered to compel my nerves to be calm, but in vain, and when I failed to keep an appointment with my physician and a specialist who had been summoned, simply because I could not endure a reiteration of the verdict, a letter was received assuring me that I was taking my life in my hands by the delay.

At this juncture a friend suggested Christian Science. I thought it might at least allay the nervousness during the preparation for the coming ordeal. What it did prepare me for, was the reception of the truth, for I was spared the ordeal. I was completely healed by Truth as revealed in Christian Science, and with the marvelous healing was awakened the desire for an understanding of the Divine power which could be thus demonstrated. Gleams of golden light fleck my way in response to this desire, which grows day by day, constantly calling for more and more of the truth, and the demand will continue until the perfect knowledge of Christ is gained.

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