There is nothing that could delight me more than the...

There is nothing that could delight me more than the opportunity to testify to the healing efficacy of Christian Science. When Christian Science found me I was quite as radically turned into another man as was Saul, who was made king, after he met the company of prophets coming down the hill of God. At that time I had a position as a bookkeeper in quite a large office, a very good position. It was about the eighth similar position I had had in less than two years. I had lost the other seven because I could not see well enough to keep books; in fact, I was about to lose the one I was in because I made so many mistakes in my work on account of defective vision. I had what was called compound astigmatism of the eyes. I was equipped with two pairs of rather expensive glasses, one pair to put on when I wanted to see to read, and the other pair to put on when I wanted to walk; and both pairs had to be altered quite often at considerable expense. I was very much worried, because nothing had ever done me any good for this difficulty. I looked forward upon the unpleasant prospect of being blind, and without means of support; in addition to which I had, at that time, a very precious semi-invalid wife, dependent, as I believed, upon my earning capacity.

I had been reading Christian Science for about six or seven weeks when, one evening, I dragged my weary footsteps homeward after being sharply scolded in the office that day for errors in my work, commiserating myself upon my hard lot, and pondering the problem intently. And I reasoned with myself thus: If Christian Science is such a good thing, as they say it is, why cannot I apply it to this approaching blindness?

I decided that I would try to apply Christian Science to my problem; that I would make an honest try, if nothing more; and I remember reaching the conclusion that there is no way to make matter see, anyhow; that even God could not make a man see by means of matter. Then my thought wandered off the subject I was trying to follow, and I found myself looking away at the mountains in the distance, mountains I had never seen before, though I had been walking that way twice a day for three months. I could see the outline and contour of the mountains, the trees and snow patches, and patches of purple-brown brush, as plainly and distinctly as when I was a boy. Then my eye caught the sign on a hotel nearer me, and between me and the hotel I saw a baker's sign, and across the street a grocer's sign, although I had not seen across the street for five years. Then it began to dawn upon me that my eyes were healed, and that I had no more blindness. I stopped on the sidewalk and took off the glasses and got some papers out of my pocket, to see if I could read without the glasses. One of the papers was a Southern Pacific time-table. I could read that folder without any difficulty, even the finest print on it. It was a pleasure to me to show those men in the office that I could see without glasses, and that I could keep books with commendable accuracy. I have not worn those glasses a minute from that day to this, thirteen years, and I have no need for them.

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Testimony of Healing
When I stop to think of the many blessings which our...
May 14, 1927

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