Testimony of Healing July 6, 1918 Issue

In going through "The Cave of the Winds" at Niagara...

Cecil E. MacMahon

In going through "The Cave of the Winds" at Niagara Falls in 1910, my left eye was slightly injured. My sight had been normal all my life, and inasmuch as my eye seemed to be all right in about two weeks after the accident, the incident was forgotten. About a year later I entered the business world as a stenographer, and noticed for the first time a very slight defect in the sight of that eye. I thought nothing about it at first, but the defect seemed to enlarge slowly and in another year was quite noticeable. At that time a scratching sensation began in the eyelid, and I was worried for fear that something lodged beneath the lid was the cause of the whole trouble. I therefore consulted an oculist, who said I had iritis and should obtain medical help. I went, however, to a Christian Science practitioner; but I did no Science work myself and did nothing that I was not made to do in the way of reading our literature.

My sight grew worse gradually, and in 1913 I was unable to read with that eye unless the print was extremely large. I was always in pain and was forced to obtain glasses, for I could under no circumstances stop work. I underwent a thorough examination, and was told that the blind spot was the result of an injury which had been dealt that eye years before. The oculist stated that the spot was permanent, and that the scratching sensation was caused by granulated eyelids. I wore glasses about a year, having treatment from the practitioner nearly all the time; but instead of assisting in the healing work of Truth, I consoled myself with the fact that if I became blind in that eye I would still have the other to see with. Stronger glasses were obtained from the same oculist, but by the end of 1914 the sight had practically gone, as I could distinguish nothing except light and darkness. In the beginning of 1915 I discovered that the diseased condition had spread to the right eye.

I became frantic with fear, and tried to make up for lost time in Science study, but reading was so painful that at the end of a day's work I was ill, and was forced to stay home many days on account of the pain. The sight in the right eye went so rapidly that I despaired of healing, lost the desire to live, and was on the verge of nervous prostration and insanity. In March, 1916, one of the best eye specialists in the city stated that the left eye was beyond help, but that he might bring out the sight in the right one with extra strong glasses. I had worn his glasses three days when I collapsed.

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