Testimony of Healing April 16, 1910 Issue

About two years ago I was healed of a malignant growth...

G. C. Elander

About two years ago I was healed of a malignant growth and also of a spinal trouble received from a fall when a girl. After the birth of my little daughter, two years and a half ago, there followed an illness of three months of which I knew nothing except what I was told. The physicians said there seemed no possible chance of recovery. It was six months before I gained sufficiently for my husband and nurse to take me to Seattle for an operation. Words cannot express the torture of that month, and on returning to my home in Everett, a new growth appeared within a week.

I knew that all earthly help had failed, and I did not care, thinking death would be welcome. God seemed to have deserted me; my prayers for help seemed all in vain, darkness settled all around me; there was no God and no hope. A friend then advised my husband to try Christian Science, but when he asked me if he should call a practitioner, I told him it was of no use, that everything had failed, that he had spent all for me, and should try no more. That afternoon, however, a Christian Science practitioner came and gave me treatment, assuring me that as God's child I would surely be well. Before night the pain had left entirely, and I rested for the first time in months without an opiate. Truth had pierced the darkness, I knew there was a God, and within a week the growth disappeared.

The peace and harmony that have come into our home seem as wonderful as the healing of sickness. The only way we can show our gratitude to God is by following in the Master's footsteps, in the way so beautifully outlines by Mrs. Eddy in that wonderful book, "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures."

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