From out the storm of fear and doubt my once frail...

From out the storm of fear and doubt my once frail barque, wafted about by every "ism," is anchored in the haven of peace. With divine Love as pilot the mariner is sure of his course. One year ago I was a physical wreck, in the last ebb of despair, mentally behind a cloud, closely bound by errors of every sort; all the light that came to me was from the smouldering fires of jealousy and the lightning flashes of hate; I had lost everything that mortal man considers worth while—home, friends, position, health. The rising sun was to me but the herald of another day's round of miserable existence and suffering, and the evening glow but the warning beams of a night of tears and sleeplessness. Materia medica had failed to give me any relief. I went away to the southland to forget and to be among new scenes, yet whereever I turned I could but remember, and after weeks of travel returned to the old surroundings to end the struggle among the scenes of my desolation. Upon my return from the South I contracted a severe cold and my physician's diagnosis of severe lung trouble put me in bed. Unwilling to submit to what seemed to be mapped out for me. I arose one bright Sunday morning determined to take a long walk. I had no definite point in mind, but was going anywhere to get away from the trouble. Divine Love led me to a Christian Science church and a sense of peace came over me the moment I entered its portals. The services had commenced when I went in, and as I walked up the stairs the congregation were singing "Onward, Christian soldiers." Before I had found a seat I was singing the refrain, and before the close of the service I was freed from the severe cough which had almost impeded my progress to the church, while a thirst for the peace which seemed to be there took possession of me.

The next day, having been told where to find the Reading Room, I bought a copy of Science and Health, a Quarterly, and a Bible—the first I had seen for years—and returning to the hotel commenced to read. At first I understood but little, but I went on, the shades of night still finding me an eager searcher for the "way." In the early morning my eyes closed to enjoy a dreamless sleep, and I awakened with a desire to know and understand more of this truth. Before the next Sunday came around I was reading without my glasses, which I had worn for eighteen years, I was sleeping soundly, my cough had almost left me, and where all had seemed darkness and despair I now caught a glimmering of the light which revealed divine heights. I stopped the incessant smoking which had seemed to quiet me, and medicine and all stimulants were cast aside. In two weeks I had discarded a truss which had held me in its steel embrace for fifteen years, and I began to gain strength—all from the reading of this wonderful book. Knowing nothing about practitioners at this time, I forged ahead, sometimes becoming entangled for a time in the beliefs of mortal mind, but always receiving my help from the book. There finally came a time when I was glad to be steadied and guided by one who had demonstrated ahead of me, and this help enabled me to dispense with the last of my material supports and led me into the understanding that all our problems can be solved by the application of the truth,—the understanding of the Principle of Christian Science.

Words are inadequate to express my gratitude for the blessings I have received, and the wonderful healing power that was demonstrated in the reading of Science and Health,—the divine revelation that our dear Leader, Mrs. Eddy, has, through years of devotion, so ably and so clearly presented to the world to cheer the joyless way of the traveler, and bring the assurance that in God is all health, Surely our Leader's words are being fulfilled hourly: "To those leaning on the sustaining infinite, today is big with blessings" (Science and Health, Pref. p. vii.).—Edward M. Langley, Valparaiso, Ind.

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Testimony of Healing
I had scarcely heard of Christian Science three years ago...
October 12, 1907

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