Testimony of Healing July 18, 1931 Issue

Christian Science has healed me of severe digestive trouble

E. Beatrice Wraight

Christian Science has healed me of severe digestive trouble. The words of our beloved Master, "Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat," have proved very sound wisdom. The textbook, "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mary Baker Eddy, has shown me the why and wherefore of this and many other hard sayings to which there seemed no practical answer. It is indeed unlocking the Bible, which I had always longed to understand, for I had felt therein was the path of Life, but I could not find it; and no religious denomination had been able to plant my feet thereon.

The chronic tendency to take cold has been completely overcome. From early childhood it was felt necessary to exercise great care because of the fear concerning this condition; but nothing prevented it. In fact, the more care taken in later years the more susceptible I became, and the colds more tenacious. Christian Science is teaching me in the words of Mrs. Eddy, its Discoverer and Founder, that "the pure and exalting influence of the divine Mind on the body is requisite, and the Christian Scientist takes the best care of his body when he leaves it most out of his thought" (Science and Health, p. 383). On the very few occasions I have experienced colds they have been quickly met, and I have seen them as the result of some mental condition erroneously entertained.

One afternoon in June, 1928, I was digging in our garden. The soil, being clayey, had become somewhat sunbaked, and in trying to break up a clod with the garden fork I thrust one of the prongs into my foot. For the moment I experienced severe pain; but instantly came the thought from our textbook (p. 393), "Your body would suffer no more from tension or wounds than the trunk of a tree which you gash or the electric wire which you stretch, were it not for mortal mind." The remedy was at hand. Turning to our Father-Mother God, I was enabled to realize man's unity with infinite Love, untouched by any phase unlike good, and to proceed with the work without anyone's knowing what had happened. Later, on changing my shoes when going into the house, I found a blood stain on my stocking; but I would look no farther until retiring for the night. There was no trace of where the fork had penetrated.

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