It is with a deep sense of gratitude that I write of what...

It is with a deep sense of gratitude that I write of what Christian Science has done for me. Three years ago I was prostrated with what my doctor called locomotor ataxia. I had the best physicians, but continued to fail. After trying to help me for several months, they advised me to go to a hospital. I did so, and had a good doctor and a trained nurse, who did all they could for me, but there was no relief. I remained there for one year; then the doctor told me that my case was hopeless, that he could do nothing for me.

I was taken home a physical wreck, and my wife sent for three of the best doctors she could hear of, one at a time. They examined me, and all agreed that there was no hope for me; and they also told my wife that I had only a short time to live. I was helpless. I could not walk, dress or undress myself, but I thought that if I could get out in the country, away from the noise of the city, I would like it; so they took me to Laverne, near Mill Valley. The change agreed with me for a while, but I soon became worse again, so that my son got frightened. He told a neighbor how I was, and the kind lady came in and helped my wife to rub and chafe my limbs. I was groaning with pain, and she asked why we did not try Christian Science. I did not believe in it, but I was in such pain that I told her I was willing to try it, so she said she would telephone for a practitioner. It was then nine o'clock at night, and I told the neighbor that I disliked to call a lady out at night; but she said she would come, and she did. I thank God that she did, for I know that my life was saved by her coming.

The Scientist was soon sitting by my bedside, and although I had no faith, I asked her what was expected of me. She replied, after she learned that I had sent for her voluntarily, "I expect nothing from you until you are healed, when I will tell you what to do." Thereupon she read from a book which I supposed to be the Bible, and talked a little, but I was in such pain that I did not sense what she read. She next sat a few moments in silent prayer, and I tried to keep from moaning, but was suffering so much that I must have failed. I will never forget how I felt when she said it was getting late, and that she would go, as I needed a good rest. I think I must have shown how little I expected to rest, for she said very emphatically, "You are going to have a good night's rest." I asked if she really thought so, and she said, "I know it." I said, "I hope so." Then bidding me good night, she said she would come the next day, when I would be in a better condition to understand. She went home, and I fell asleep and slept all night.

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Testimony of Healing
I wish to witness to the help which Christian Science has...
February 14, 1914

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