My desire on this beautiful Thanksgiving Day is to express...

My desire on this beautiful Thanksgiving Day is to express my gratitude for Christian Science. My heart was prepared and made ready to accept its teachings through years of fruitless searching for a religion in which I could believe and find rest and peace of mind. Christian Science came to me nine years ago, at a time when it was difficult for me to say truly that I loved God, or to pray, "Thy will be done," as all my surrounding conditions seemed so contrary to a just and loving Father's care for His child. I was, indeed, eager to believe this new teaching of God as ever-present Love, who is always willing and ready to give His children every good and perfect gift needed. Of this ever-present help I have had innumerable proofs during these these years, my children having been healed of many ills, some of them very serious.

I have been completely healed of nervous and stomach trouble, frequent attacks of headache, and an obstinate case of hay fever, from which I suffered for six years, trying in vain every known remedy; but a recent demonstration, of which I would like to tell, seems especially beautiful to me. In the early part of this past summer I was engaged in a line of work where I had to handle several—according to mortal mind—poisonous solutions, at the same time preparing dyes of different colors, and handling large numbers of insects for scientific purposes. The work was so varying and difficult that it was impossible for me to wear gloves, though I was advised that it would be well to do so. After cutting one of my fingers badly, and then having my hands continually in contact with these various fluids, my hand troubled me for some hours. I worked against this, knowing that I was performing my duty, and that poison could have no power against God's law, and the swelling disappeared.

That day several remarks were made about my work, and I felt a sense of fear when the day's work was finished and I had started for my home. In the night my hand and arm began to hurt me badly, but knowing that the work was mine to do, and that my presence was imperative at this time. I went again the next day. The day was a hard one, and I felt a sense of illness which increased with every hour. The symptoms in my left hand and arm now extended to the right hand also, presenting a most alarming appearance, and in a few days had spread over both hands and arms, causing intense suffering, while a blinding headache all that day and night made it indeed hard to continue my work on the following day, although I strove to realize the truth. On the morning of the ninth day after I had cut my finger, a gentleman of the medical profession happened to see my hands, and was startled. He was very emphatic in his advice to have immediate attention.

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