Testimony of Healing November 2, 1918 Issue

I want to add my testimony to the great song which is...

James C. Cassell, Jr.

I want to add my testimony to the great song which is rising to high heaven from the even increasing throng of hearts full of gratitude to God for the healing power of Truth which has been made practical to them through the loving devotion to Principle of our dear Leader, Mrs. Eddy. Christian Science found me when I was being buffeted about on the chartless sea of mortal mind, suffering from a disease which had been with me ever since I could remember, and which physicians said would probably be with me the rest of my days.

In the early summer of 1916 I went to New Mexico seeking physical benefits and relief from worries which had assumed such proportions that I was quite despondent. On the way West a friend, then a captain in the Army Reserve, joined me. One day shortly after our arrival at a small resort in the mountains west of Santa Fe, this friend said to me, "You have tried specialists, sanatoriums, travel, and climate,—all that the knowledge of man has to offer,—and yet instead of improving you say that you are growing worse. Why don't you try Christian Science?" He went on to say that he was not a Christian Scientist but had seen enough of its results to know that it was effective. I consented to try this system of which I had scarcely heard before, and a few days later a letter arrived from the sister of my friend stating that she had been informed I desired treatment and saying that she would be glad to help me if I were willing to give up all material remedies and depend wholly upon God to take care of me.

For one who had practically lived on medicine for years, and who was separated from all professional medical aid by many hours, this requirement seemed out of the question. After pondering over the letter far into the night, a decision came to me. I argued that surely nothing could make me worse and possibly this might make me better. With the determination to make or break on that one throw, I wrote the practitioner that I would trust all to God and her prayers. I was immediately relieved of the mental unrest, and in a few days all trace of the physical ailment had disappeared. No material means have been used since with one exception: for two or three days I did not give up an abdominal support which had been worn for nine months and which the doctors said would have to be used for years. I was convinced that it could never be taken off; nevertheless, it was thrown away, and a little more than a week after treatment was begun my friend and I went on a long horseback trip of nearly two hundred miles, with the Bible and Science and Health as our faithful companions and guides.

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