Some time ago, while playing lawn tennis, I slipped and...

Some time ago, while playing lawn tennis, I slipped and fell heavily on my arm, which broke under me. I at once sent for my wife, who was in the house preparing the lesson for her Sunday school class on the following day, and asked her to treat me. The result was, that I was soon free from pain and able to go in to dinner in the evening. Mrs. Eddy says that "until the advancing age admits the efficacy and supremacy of Mind, it is better for Christian Scientists to leave surgery and the adjustment of broken bones and dislocations to the fingers of a surgeon, while the mental healer confines himself chiefly to mental reconstruction and to the prevention of inflammation." She also says, "Neither philosophy nor skepticism can hinder the march of the Science which reveals the supremacy of Mind" (Science and Health, pp. 401, 209).

Those words were written about forty years ago. Since then Christian Science has been marching with rapid strides all over the world, and the age is more ready to admit the truth of Mrs. Eddy's words. I was therefore hoping to complete my demonstration. I went about my ordinary work and was able to perform my duty as usher in First Church of Christ, Scientist, London, on the Wednesday evening following the accident. At the end of the week all inflammation had gone and my arm was better, but it had not regained its normal shape, so I reluctantly called upon a surgeon and asked him to examine it. As soon as he saw my arm he asked when I had broken it, and on learning that the accident had been about a week before, he said I must have been in great pain. I asked him to set the arm, so he pulled it into shape, put it in splints, and told me that it would be a long job, and that I would have to undergo a course of massage before I got the use of my wrist and fingers.

I kept the splints on for a few days and then returned to the surgeon before the appointed time to ask him to relieve me of them. The doctor who set the arm was away for the week-end, so I got his partner to take them off. As he was cutting away the bandage he somehow got the flesh into his scissors and cut away a portion of my arm. He was very much concerned and asked why I did not cry out; but I can truthfully say that until I saw the ugly wound which he had made I was not conscious of what he had done. I saw him a few days later and he told me that the accident had caused him two sleepless nights; he also said that he considered I had had a wonderful experience, for he had never seen a broken arm heal as mine had done. It was usual in such cases, he said, for the muscles and sinews to get disorganized, but a fortnight after my fall all the fingers were free and the arm was perfectly well, needless to say without any message.

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Testimony of Healing
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