Testimony of Healing March 18, 1922 Issue

This past summer, while visiting my sister in New Mexico,...

Myrtle F. Stringfield

This past summer, while visiting my sister in New Mexico, I went with several others who were not Christian Scientists on a long automobile trip into the mountains; and on the way back, about thirteen miles from my sister's home, the car I was in almost ran into a large truck. Our driver, in trying to avoid the truck, ran into a ditch, and I was thrown violently out of the car with my wrist under me. I arose immediately, but the pain in my wrist seemed so severe, I could not stand still or sit still for some time; but we finally got started on our way home. As I seemed to be the only one hurt, every one was very apprehensive about my condition; but I realized the truth the best I could, thinking that as soon as I reached town, I would telegraph to a practitioner for help. The telegraph office, however, was closed, so that it was not until morning that I succeeded in getting word to a Christian Science practitioner hundreds of miles away. By this time my wrist was swollen to almost twice its normal size and was discolored, and I cried with the pain. The practitioner started the work on Tuesday. Wednesday morning I felt able to start on a day's journey alone by train. I felt quite miserable on the train, so opened "Miscellaneous Writings," by Mrs. Eddy, and began to read and ponder what I read. Gradually the light dawned, and I felt the absolute nothingness of matter and the allness of Mind and Mind's manifestation. I began to have a sense of peace and steadily improved physically. Friday morning I combed my hair, and in two weeks' time was doing everything as usual, even ironing, the swelling and discoloration having entirely disappeared.

The practitioner gave me only four treatments, proving that "the word of God is quick, and powerful," as Paul tells us. The physical healing followed as I was healed mentally of the fear and depression. There was only a slight lump on my wrist when I returned to the East, and I showed it to a surgeon whom I knew. At once he said, "Why, you have broken your wrist!" He was astonished when I told him it had happened only two weeks before. I told him I had had Christian Science treatment and had applied no material remedy of any sort. The surgeon insisted upon taking an X-ray picture of my wrist, which showed it had been broken; but he said there was nothing more to do.

Needless to say, I am very grateful for this proof of the absolute practicality of Christian Science and of the loving care of our Father-Mother God; also for the faithful, true work of the practitioner.

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