Testimony of Healing August 9, 1919 Issue

On Tuesday, February 4, 1919, while I was hanging out...

Elizabeth Foss Lackey

On Tuesday, February 4, 1919, while I was hanging out the clothes, a neighbor's boy rushed into the yard to tell me that my baby, a child of three years, had just been pulled out of the Charles River, apparently drowned. He said he had hailed a passing automobile driven by a soldier and they had rushed the baby to the nearest doctor's office a street or two away.

In a few minutes I reached the office and beheld the little one—wet, cold, and unconscious—across the soldier's knees, head downward, water streaming from his clothes and mouth. The doctor was not at home, but his wife said they had done all they could and had telephoned for the ambulance to take the child to the hospital. Immediately I rang up a Christian Science practitioner and asked for help, all the time knowing that God's everlasting arms were still holding His child and that He was right there taking care of him. Then I said I would take the baby home, and after rolling him in a blanket the soldier and I started out with him. When we reached the first corner the ambulance overtook us, and I asked the policeman if he would take me the rest of the way. So he drove us home, then took the baby into the house, laid him on the floor, and went out, leaving us alone with God.

I began to pull off the heavy wet clothing and had nearly finished when the mother of the boy who had told me of the accident came in. We rolled the child in big warm blankets, and sat before the roaring fire. She asked me to give him something hot, but I would not, knowing that God is All-in-all. All the time angels, "God's thoughts passing to man," as Mrs. Eddy tells us on page 581 of Science and Health, kept coming to me. I could hear plainly, "The Lord on high is mightier than the noise of many waters, yea, than the mighty waves of the sea;" and, "When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee." After more than two hours and a half of patient waiting, working, and praying, one little limb moved, and quiver went all though the little frame, the eyes opened, and the baby lips moved. With a prayer of thanks to God, I cuddled the little lamb in my bosom, peacefully realizing that the "hand which bears creation up," doth "guard His children well."

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