Testimony of Healing March 13, 1915 Issue

Words are inadequate to express my gratitude for what...

Alexander McLennan

Words are inadequate to express my gratitude for what Christian Science has done for me. By occupation I am a locomotive engineer. I suffered for three years from stomach disorder and what was called asthma, affecting the heart. When medicines failed to cure me, the physicians advised change of climate, but this gave me no relief. I also suffered severely, for weeks at a time, from rheumatism in my right shoulder. In addition, I had catarrh of the head to such an extent that I lost the sense of smell and of taste, and when a cold came on I was too ill to work. Good, kind doctors did all in their power for me, and I was relieved at times by taking their medicine, but the trouble came back periodically with renewed force. The physicians finally told my wife that they could do nothing for me, and that I could not live long. I myself felt that I was failing, and my sufferings were so terrible that I wanted to pass away. I had been treated with a serum in which I had much faith, and when this failed to help, I thought all hope was gone, and I contemplated ending it all. Added to the ills named, I had a growth in the bowels, caused by my train colliding with another and jamming me between two cars in such a way that I was disabled and in the railroad hospital for three months. When I left the hospital, my already miserable condition was rendered worse by the agony experienced with every breath.

I had heard of Christian Science about fifteen years before, as my sister, then living in Peoria, Ill., had been cured of chronic asthma. She often wrote to me and sent literature, but I did not believe in the healing efficacy of this religion, as I was a well man then and did not think Christian Science was for me. About a month before taking up Christian Science, however, I asked my sister, who had had class instruction, to treat me. I went out on my engine that evening, and after arriving at my destination I sent word to my sister to discontinue the treatments, as I was afraid to trust Christian Science in my case,—afraid to give up medicine and trust all to God. I suffered more at night than in the daytime, and always dreaded to see the sun set, knowing what the following hours until daylight meant to me. My sufferings were so severe on that particular night, that when I returned home the next day I told my wife that I had come to the point where I was willing to trust Christian Science alone, and she said she wished I would. I was much relieved to have her consent.

My father came for me in a conveyance and took me to my sister's home, but I gave my wife special instructions not to tell any of my friends that I had taken up Christian Science, as they would think I was losing my mind, and perhaps talk about it. They did indeed talk, saying that this was the last, and they would not have me with them long. I began studying Science and Health while at the home of my sister, and she treated me herself, as I would not let her call any one else. I was relieved, and went to work in three weeks, but we finally called a practitioner to treat me for the abnormal growth. After three treatments the growth broke and passed off through the bowels, causing no pain whatever. Any doctor would admit that it is a very dangerous operation to remove a growth of this kind, and it is rarely attempted on account of the danger of poisoning. I was also cured of a bad temper, as well as of the tobacco and drink habits.

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