There are no words which could adequately express my...

There are no words which could adequately express my deep gratitude for the freedom which has been mine since I began to study and practice Christian Science. Daily I can see that suffering comes from lack of understanding of God.

Although only a beginner in Christian Science, I have so many healings and blessings to record that it is difficult to know where to begin. My husband was healed of a so-called tubercular lung two years ago, while in a military hospital. He has also ceased to manifest acute headaches, which were supposedly chronic. My mother was instantaneously healed of what doctors describe as gallstones, and at sixty-six years of age she enjoys the best of health. I have had great relief from sick spells and billousness, to which I had been a martyr since childhood, and a growth in the breast and kidney trouble have both disappeared. I am also quite free from bronchitis, to which I was in bondage for ten years, afraid to go out in cold weather. This healing alone would cause me unbounded gratitude.

I think the most wonderful of all is the healing of an acute sense of lack. My husband had found it almost impossible to obtain regular employment since his discharge from the Army. One trial after another had seemed as depressing as evil could make it, and I have had to get rid of pride and become as a little child, dependent on God every moment for all I need. Now the burden of debt has been lifted, proving that God was watching over us all the time. My thanks go out to many dear Scientist friends for encouragement and help when all was dark to me. Our literature also is meat and drink, and many times fear has instantly been dispelled through reading one of the articles.

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September 6, 1919
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