Almost nine years ago I took up the study of Christian Science

Almost nine years ago I took up the study of Christian Science. While I have had countless blessings, two demonstrations stand out as beacon lights. One of these was the healing of epilepsy. For twelve years I had doctored under medical authorities, chiropractors, osteopaths, faith healers, and every other avenue of healing that was suggested, but to no avail. Finally I took up the study of Christian Science. Right here I want to express gratitude for the loving help extended to me by practitioners, and particularly by one who labored tirelessly and patiently. She was always ready to comfort, soothe, and gently lead me out of the depths of fear which accompanied this ailment.

Four years ago my husband obtained work in Wyoming and I was forced to leave home, relatives, friends, and the practitioner upon whom I was unconsciously so dependent. As my husband's work is associated with live stock, I was practically isolated, inasmuch as no one on the ranch with whom I came in contact was at all in sympathy with Christian Science. However, I am grateful for that isolation, as I certainly learned to lean on God, and to appreciate the value of our periodicals. Although, because of fear, my healing was prolonged over a period of more than six years, yet I am very grateful for the fact that I was required to put forth more consecrated effort in my study, and also because my close companionship with the practitioner during this prolonged healing established a foundation for which I can never be too grateful. To anyone struggling with this false belief, I can joyfully testify to the verity that Truth is indeed the physician. I am exceedingly grateful for this healing.

Another beacon light was the healings of influenza over a year ago. We had been living in town for the winter and my husband had been employed out of town. I wakened early one Monday morning in severe pain, and with great difficulty arose and wrote to a practitioner one hundred and twenty-five miles away, for help. That evening about half-past eight I asked my nine-year-old daughter to assist me in opening the daybed upon which I had been reclining all day. I arose, but immediately sank into a rocking chair. While I did not lose consciousness, everything was as black as night. I tried to realize the truth, but seemed to accomplish little; but I knew the practitioner was working for me. Never have I been so calm and poised as I was at this time, and I am very grateful for the help received. I could feel strength flowing into my thought, and I was able to rise and go to the bed. The next day my husband came in unexpectedly, and as he is not a student of Christian Science he manifested great concern. I became mesmerized by a sense of self-pity, and the result of this mesmerized was manifested in increased pain. On Thursday morning I decided I would get up and dress regardless of the sense-testimony that the slightest move caused intense pain. As my husband opposed this move, I waited until he left the room to prepare breakfast, and, with great difficulty, I arose and dressed myself. It was a slow, painful process; but finally it was completed, and suddenly I realized that I was healed. Not the slightest sensation of pain was felt. I stayed up all day and Sunday morning taught my Sunday school class and attended church.

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Testimony of Healing
Mrs. Eddy writes in Science and Health (p. 55): "In...
July 28, 1934

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