It is with a grateful heart that I acknowledge the power...

It is with a grateful heart that I acknowledge the power of God to govern the universe with the law of love. I have learned that "God is no respecter of persons;" that we can help ourselves with even a little knowledge of the truth, if we will let go of fear and trustingly follow the Master.

As a child I was so thin and pale that I was constantly asked if I had been ill, and as I grew to womanhood I became a victim to more pains and diseases. Later I underwent a local operation which disclosed conditions said to necessitate another operation, to which I strongly objected as I was afraid I would not live through it, having nearly passed out under the former one. The specialist also informed me I would never be strong or able to do a day's work, which was very discouraging, since I had two little children to support. I managed to struggle along for a year, but then found I would be compelled to submit to the operation as I was subject to terrible attacks of inflammation which kept me in bed several days, and I was not free from the effects for three weeks.

While I was having one of these attacks a neighbor recommended Christian Science treatment, but I felt insulted and told her I was really sick and needed my doctor, in whom I had great faith and who understood my case. She, however, gently insisted and I finally gave in. I had absent treatment, and in about half an hour fell asleep. An hour later I awoke in perfect health, and I cannot describe my feelings as I arose, dressed myself, and ate a hearty meal. Next day I did a big washing without experiencing any sense of fatigue. This to me was most wonderful, as I was always tired and a small washing would completely exhaust me for several days. One treatment healed me of a bowel trouble of long standing and of wearing glasses.

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March 16, 1918
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