Testimony of Healing December 25, 1909 Issue

When Christian Science came to my home I was laboring...

Pauline L. Webb

When Christian Science came to my home I was laboring under a heavy burden, one which only those can know who have had a loved one stricken with a terrible affliction—blindness. My husband was rendered perfectly helpless for nearly one year, and his case was considered entirely hopeless from the material standpoint. He began treatment in Christian Science in November, 1901, and was almost entirely healed in one week, although he continued to take treatment for several months.

At this time I did not open wide my door to "this angel visitant" (Science and Health, p. 224). Two years later, I called on materia medica for myself. I do not know the name of the disease, but I heard the physician say to the nurse that I was very sick; that he had lost a case similar to mine two weeks before, but as he had been called in time he could bring me out all right. This physician could not, however, even relieve me of pain, so I ventured to try Christian Science as the last resort. I was under its treatment six weeks, as mine proved to be a stubborn case. To mortal sense I continued to fail. One morning when I was alone in my room, the fear of death, with its alarming symptoms, crept into my consciousness. I became speechless and motionless, and was wholly unable to make my condition known to any one.

A few days previous to this experience, the kind practitioner had spoken aloud against the fear of death, etc., and I then wondered what it all meant. It was annoying to me, but something seemed to whisper, "Listen, you will need it all!" The words, "Work out your own salvation," pursued me. I pondered this thought or message of Love, and finally caught the true meaning. At first I whispered the same statements which I had heard the practitioner utter, but it seemed of no avail. When, however, faith became spiritual understanding, its language was plain, and I declared, as did Jacob, "I will not let thee go, except thou bless me." After a struggle for over two hours, I got up, gave thanks to God and called Mrs. Eddy "blessed." When the practitioner came, she found me rejoicing.

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