Testimony of Healing November 17, 1934 Issue

Christian Science has changed the whole course of my...

Percy Corbin with contributions from Cissy Corbin

Christian Science has changed the whole course of my life, and my gratitude knows no bounds. I am one who has experienced the power of its glorious truth, having received an instantaneous healing of extreme alcoholism or drunkenness. From slight indulgence alcoholism apparently had become my master, and for many years it so held me in its grip that I was fully convinced that I was incurable. Materia medica could afford no permanent cure, and only the very slightest temporary relief, and it was in an unbelieving frame of mind, and only to please a loving sister, that I set out with her to visit the Christian Science practitioner whose help brought about my instantaneous healing. After being with that practitioner less than a quarter of an hour, I was completely healed of this vice of twenty years' standing. Her treatment so awakened me to divine Truth that I realized I was healed, and that glorious realization has remained with me ever since.

Not long before that, doctors had given me at most only a few months to live, the diagnosis being sclerosis of the liver and poisoned kidneys. It was many years since I had eaten a normal meal or enjoyed the little I had eaten, and I knew bodily pain and much fear. But with my wonderful healing immediately I ate and enjoyed normal meals, including the almost forgotten experience of breakfasts. I was rid of all aches and pains, and best of all the fear was gone.

Previous to setting out to visit that practitioner I had provided myself with an extra bottle of spirits, placing it in the coal cellar as a provision against the saloons or hotels being closed when I returned, and thus depriving me of my evening's supply. My usual nightly allowance was also in the house, an allowance which for many years had been necessary for me to take to enable me to get even a short half hour's sleep at a time. On returning from the practitioner's office I made immediately for the coal cellar, intending to drink the contents of the bottle hidden there; but without anything resembling will-power it came to me to leave the bottle intact until the morning, when, I thought, I should appreciate it more. Going into the house, I then proceeded to get myself my usual stiff dose of bedside whisky, to take before sleeping. I awoke with the dawn, however, and to my amazement saw that my "nightcap" was by my bed, untouched and stale. I did not like the look of it and threw it away, deciding to drink instead the liquor still hidden in the coal cellar. But once again I found I did not want to drink, and the bottle was returned to its hiding place to await my home-coming after my day of ten hours' hard work. On leaving work I made a bee line for that bottle. But when once again I grasped it in my hand I knew that its power over me had gone forever. Calmly I smashed it against the coals, and with a feeling of satisfaction watched its contents run to waste. And twenty-four hours before that liquor had meant everything in the world to me.

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