About four and a half years ago a friend asked me if I...

About four and a half years ago a friend asked me if I would accompany her on a visit to a Christian Science practitioner. At the time she was in great fear of cancer, and had heard there was healing in Christian Science. I shall always be deeply grateful for that visit, and for the clear, loving statement of truth presented, which resulted in an instantaneous healing.

From that day I began to study Christian Science, not very steadily at first, but seeking more and more earnestly as I saw that therein is "the pearl of great price." In a short time I realized that neuraligia, which had become an almost constant companion, had quite gone. My profession necessitated much talking, and frequent loss of voice was a great disadvantage. This, too, was healed without treatment. When I began to study Christian Science, I seemed to have many financial responsibilities, and very little with which to meet them. To-day every financial need is met, and I know that error cannot present any problem which cannot be overcome by Truth. Although I am very grateful for these and many other blessings, words cannot express my gratitude for the peace and joy which have come into my life, and for some understanding of that spiritual sense of which Mrs. Eddy says (Science and Health, p. 209), "Spiritual sense is a conscious, constant capacity to understand God."

In the fifty-fifth chapter of Isaiah we read, "For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord." As we are faithful over a few things, more and more of good unfolds, and we rise to the realization of God's ways, and to the expression of God's thoughts. I am deeply grateful to our beloved Master for showing us the way, and to our dear Leader, Mary Baker Eddy, for again pointing out that way.

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