Testimony of Healing January 28, 1928 Issue

Like a number of other seekers for the truth I came...

Eleanor Royce Ingraham

Like a number of other seekers for the truth I came into Christian Science only after investigating various other systems. I was led, through the loving admonition of a dear sister, to read Mrs. Eddy's textbook, "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures," and was convinced I had found the truth. Having accepted a few of the fundamental facts set forth in this volume, I had made a small beginning; and the argument of Truth against error was thenceforth not to be silenced. What a wonderful setting to rights of one's mental household; what a comprehensive recataloguing of human thought; what a mass of mortal débris to be cast into the rubbish heap! As the study of Christian Science slowly progressed, one after another the long-cherished concepts, at first tenaciously preserved from demolition and set on an upper shelf for future reference, had to come down and be consigned to their inevitable doom.

Mrs. Eddy says on page 324 of Science and Health, "Gladness to leave the false landmarks and joy to see them disappear,—this disposition helps to precipitate the ultimate harmony." It was not with gladness at first that the old concepts were relinquished. There were periods in the wilderness when it was felt that, while there could certainly be no return to the fleshpots of Egypt, yet there was nothing tangible to take their place. The emotional uplift produced by the impressive services held on religious holidays at churches I had formerly attended, was also missed. But the conviction that one's religion must have a logical and spiritual basis, rather than an ornamental exterior, directed thought along the highway of reason and conscience as pointed out in the pages of our textbook.

The first physical healing experienced was of an attack of the grippe, which had prostrated me and bade fair to cause me the loss of several weeks' salary, besides expenses and much suffering. As I was living among strangers and dependent upon my earnings for a living, the prospect seemed alarming. The practitioner, whom a friend had recommended, came to see me, and her loving, compassionate attitude was balm indeed to my suffering sense. After she had gently and confidently assured me of the allness of a loving and ever present God, and of her own joy in being of service in the healing work, I fell asleep comforted, although the intense pain in my head and back seemed too real to be forgotten, and all my bones were aching.

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