Three years ago last March, I was sitting alone one evening,...

Three years ago last March, I was sitting alone one evening, wondering how it was that we, who had been religiously giously trained, and who were trying our best to be worthy of the name, Christian, should find it so hard to live up to it, and also have so much trouble in the form of sickness. My husband, since boyhood, had been subject to chronic dysentery, dyspepsia, and heart trouble. At times he suffered so seriously in consequence, that the doctor said it might at any time be heart failure. I lived in constant dread; our last spared child, a little daughter, seemed to inherit the same trouble, and we had lost two with the bowel trouble.

On this evening I took up my husband's paper and read in it a "skit" on Christian Science and thought it expressed small knowledge of the same. I looked for more on the following days and soon saw a reply from Yorkshire; then later, three very plain, clear papers on the subject by the Earl of Dunmore. After this I longed for more, that my loved ones might be healed. My husband also took it up, and during a severe and painful illness which at intervals had troubled me for fourteen years, we sent to a lady practitioner and I was healed in three treatments. My husband then craved help from a gentleman, and in his case the healing was slower than mine, but the advance in the understanding was more sure and his grasp on truth much stronger, so that he was able to help me. For three years we worked together, at first seemingly lifted above all burdens, and we longed for all our dear friends to know the truth, but every effort in this direction brought much sorrow and disappointment.

For two years our progress was very slow; then a brighter time came, and we gave our first testimony at Second Church, in London. We were so encouraged by loving words from Scientists that we were on the hilltop, but soon after I was in the valley again, and we telegraphed to one who had cheered us on the evening when we gave our testimony. She worked so lovingly for me that the hemorrhage and pain soon passed, and in a week I was well, indeed I was up and out of bed in three days, and this time I learned how much better it is to realize for oneself the power of Love to protect from all harm.

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