Testimony of Healing March 13, 1909 Issue

In August, 1904, a great sorrow came into my...

Anna Hurd Taylor

In August, 1904, a great sorrow came into my life, my dear husband being suddenly taken from me. When the rector of the church of which I was a member called to console me, I asked him in my wild grief who had done this thing, and he answered me that God had taken my husband, but that it was done for some wise purpose. I said that if God had done this cruel thing I hated Him, for He had no right to take my dear one from me; that I needed him and God did not. I really felt there was no God, but in spite of my wild words and thoughts I was unconsciously being led to Him. In December of that same year I was invited to spend Christmas with a sister in Brooklyn, N. Y., and unknown to me of his religion, and asked me to attend church with him. I went Christmas morning to Second Church of Christ, Scientist, in New York city, and from the moment I entered the church I knew I had found a God who is Love and not a God of hate, a God who heals all our sorrows and who is with us all the way, even unto the end of the world. I went back to my home with my heart singing for joy and gladness. The whole world looked different, for I had found the light. I joined The Mother Church the following June, and in the time since, God has never failed me.

For the entire year previous to this day on which I gained my first knowledge of Christian Science, I had suffered from severe attacks of what the attending physician called epileptic spasms. He could not account for them in any way, nor could he hold out any hope that they would be overcome; in fact he admitted that the medical fraternity had failed to find a remedy for this disease. After coming into Christian Science my health was everything that could be desired, and although I did not take treatment for this trouble, for some time I had no more attacks. The following spring I, with other members of our church, was deeply interested in preparing for the first Christian Science lecture to be given here. On the Wednesday previous to the date set for the lecture I was suddenly stricken unconscious. A member of my family who knew what my wishes would be on the subject, telephoned to a practitioner, who responded immediately. By afternoon I had been through back to consciousness, but was still in a very weak and pitiable condition. My one thought was, that I must not miss the church service the following Sunday, nor the lecture on Monday night. My friends assured me that God was my strength and Life, and that I would not miss either. Needless to say I did attend both, happy and well and in my right mind. I did not know, until about a week later, what this attack had been called. I was spending the day with a friend, and while there a relative of hers, a physician, called to see her. The talk drifted around to Christian Science, and the doctor said that while it might be all right in simple cases, when it came to anything really serious he was sure one would have to call on a doctor. The lady then described my case to him, and asked what he would call such and such symptoms. He replied that without a doubt it was a paralytic attack. She told him of my experience, and how God had healed me, which simply amazed him.

I am very grateful for this knowledge that God is our Life and that He is Love. I know, too, as our dear Leader says, that "when we come to have more faith in the truth of being than we have in error, more faith in Spirit than in matter, more faith in living than in dying, more faith in God than in man, then no material suppositions can prevent us from healing the sick and destroying error" (Science and Health, p. 368). I am truly grateful to God for His goodness to me, and that one so good and true as our dear Leader was chosen to show us the way to Truth and Life.—Anna Hurd Taylor, Arlington Heights, Mass.

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