Testimony of Healing December 19, 1925 Issue

I turned to Christian Science about fourteen years ago...

Georgene L. Miller

I turned to Christian Science about fourteen years ago for physical healing. After many years of ill health, due to a complication of diseases,—valvular heart trouble, hemorrhages in various forms, ulceration of stomach and intestines,—doctors pronounced my condition incurable, and gave me but a few months to live. This verdict brought on a suicidal mania, and the situation seemed more hopeless than ever. In this extremity I turned to Christian Science. To my utter astonishment, I was healed of the suicidal mania in the first treatment. As I continued to seek help in Christian Science, reading and studying the textbook, "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mary Baker Eddy, attending the services and sometimes seeking help through a practitioner, one by one my difficulties faded away, some of them quickly, some of them slowly. I soon found Christian Science to be indeed a "cure ... for every ill;" and I am grateful that I was forced to turn to it for my healing, and that my extremity proved to be God's opportunity to reveal Himself to me. In the words of the Psalmist: "He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings." Never has His truth, as revealed by Christian Science, failed me when I have faithfully and rightly applied it.

Besides the physical healings, I am grateful for the healing of lack, of timidity, of fear, of temperamental beliefs, and for the happy and wise solution of all sorts of problems that confront one in the business world, in the home, and in church work. Perhaps one of the greatest blessings I have enjoyed during the years that I have been a student of Christian Science is the protection that has been given me, not once but many times, by a realization of the nearness, the ever-presence of God.

One incident in particular stands out in memory of the good that has come to me, and that was the protection received when, one morning on my way downtown, I unwittingly stepped in front of a big truck. When I saw it there seemed no way to avoid being struck down by it, and there was an instant of fear; but immediately I thought of God. There was no time for words of denial or affirmation; but with the thought of God there came a realization of His presence, and I felt as if lifted bodily, without any volition of my own, and placed in safety on the sidewalk. I was filled with awe and thanksgiving. To my surprise, it was several days before I could blot out the constantly recurring memory of the incident; but finally it dawned on me that the only thing to remember was the power and presence of God and that error, in the words of a hymn, "leaves no saddening trace." When met with the power of omnipotent Love even its memory must vanish. Thus the incident served as a stepping-stone to lift me nearer to God, and healed me of any lurking doubt or fear I may have had of His loving care as I made my way in the crowded thoroughfares of the city.

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