When Christian Science was first brought to my notice, I...

When Christian Science was first brought to my notice, I was in a nursing-home in London, recovering from a deeply incised wound, the result of an operation. My two sisters came up from the country to see me, and told me about Christian Science. I was greatly interested in what they said, especially in the new concept of God, and at once I felt convinced that it was the truth. At six o'clock the following morning the nurse came as usual to dress my wound, from which on previous occasions there had always been a heavy discharge; but this time the nurse remarked that the wound was getting on very well, for there was no discharge. This struck me as strange. I wondered if it could have been the result of the conversation with my sisters the day before. I now know that it was the power of Truth which healed me.

A day or two later a friend offered to take my sisters and myself for a motor drive in an open car, though the weather was very cold. I had only recently returned from West Africa, and I had not been out for some weeks, but my sisters told me that I could go out with perfect safety. I felt they would not say this unless they knew it to be true, so I went, and greatly enjoyed the drive, suffering no ill effects afterward. That was a further proof to me of the truth of Christian Science. After this I had very little trouble with the wound and was soon able to leave the nursing-home.

Though knowing that Christian Science was the truth, I was not at that time ready to take up the study of it seriously. I was a so-called man of the world, living a careless, selfish, sensuous life, largely of amusement and what I then thought pleasure. I was by no means prepared to give up all this and take to a religious life. Like most men, I was desperately afraid of becoming too good! I may say that this is a fear which, among others, has left me since I have gained a further understanding of Christian Science. While in this condition, knowing the truth and yet living in direct opposition to it, I was very unhappy. Life did not go smoothly with me, as it had always done before, and serious trouble suddenly came upon me. I was confronted with what seemed a tremendous difficulty. Choice, as usual, lay between right and wrong, and the temptations to do wrong were great; but, thank God, I did right. A year later the choice was again before me. I chose the wrong, and quickly descended into a hell of my own making.

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December 12, 1914

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