When a little child, I remember that my father read of a...

When a little child, I remember that my father read of a woman who could heal as Christ Jesus did, and in the conversation about it I asked why we could not be healed in that way now. His answer was that our faith was not sufficient. My parents were members of a church and lived its teaching as well as they knew how, but sickness and death brought sorrow to our home; my sisters and father were taken, and financial loss left us under a sense of sorrow that our church could not heal.

At the age of fourteen I had to make my own way, and while away from home I saw a woman healed of rheumatism by Christian Science. From that time I could never think of its teachings as being wrong, if it could thus help suffering humanity, but when I went home and told my mother, she talked to me in such a way that I turned from my Christian Science friends and went to the city to make my home. I went to church, but it made no difference to me what church I attended—I wanted Christianity. I married a physician, and we prospered for three years; then his health failed, and we sold our home and traveled. We had the best medical help, and all that money and human skill could do was done without avail. Then we asked a neighbor to write to a healer he had often told us about, and he kindly did so, but could not find him. Later he wrote to a Scientist in Chicago, who sent a list of names from there for us to choose from.

Testimony of Healing
"Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing:...
February 8, 1913

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