Testimony of Healing August 9, 1930 Issue

One of our children was taken ill on a Sunday; we...

Marie Binder Cassidy

One of our children was taken ill on a Sunday; we thought it was just a sick headache, and being busy we paid little attention to it. On Monday morning, however, he was a very sick child, and I then called for help from a Christian Science practitioner. We worked all day and night, but apparently he kept getting worse. He lay unconscious most of the time, and one side of his body was paralyzed. On Wednesday the thought came to me that God expected me, like Abraham, to sacrifice my son. I became very fearful, and upon analyzing my thought I felt that I could not do it—I could not give him up. I told the practitioner what had come to me, and she said, "You had better get your Bible and read the experience of Abraham, and you will see that God did not expect Abraham to sacrifice his son; all He expected was obedience to Him."

Later in the day the practitioner told me that she felt she could not continue to give the case the necessary time, and suggested that we engage another practitioner. She recommended one, who came immediately and gave a treatment. About eight o'clock that evening to all appearances our son passed on. His father was also with him at the time, and he began to weep and leave the room; but before doing so he took me by the arm and asked me to go with him. For a moment I did not know what to do, but it did not seem right for me to leave. One of the thoughts that came to me was that I had been studying Christian Science almost ten years, and now was the time to use it.

I went to the bed, and as I did so I became conscious of the presence of the Christ, Truth. I knew that the Christ was still here to heal the sick and raise the dead. All fear left me, and I called to our son and told him to get up and rejoice with me. The hymn, "The morning light is breaking," came to me, and I sang it. At first he did not answer me, but I kept on rejoicing in the truth and calling to him; and finally he answered me, although at first very reluctantly. I do not know how long I worked with him. The allness of God was so clear to me that I forgot for the time being that there was anyone to look to for help, but my husband had called the practitioner and she came. She started me when she touched me on the shoulder, saying she would take charge and asking me to retire; but I said, "No, I must hold on to Life or we may lose our boy, and I cannot turn him over to anyone else."

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