Christian Science came into our home when I was a...

Christian Science came into our home when I was a child, healing my mother of a serious organic disorder and equally serious and chronic catarrhal condition. Kind physicians and specialists had failed to cure her after many years of effort, and finally told her there was nothing more they could do. At that time, taking medicine was one of the daily habits of our household, and our bathroom was like a miniature drugstore. A friend told us of Christian Science, which, she said, was supposed to heal sickness, but she knew nothing about it. My mother finally succeeded in finding someone who had the textbook, Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy. This was lent to her, with the result that she was completely healed by reading it. She at once discarded all medicines and never again returned to them. She also withdrew from her former church, which she had loved dearly, and united with The Mother Church in Boston, before the original edifice was completed.

In my early childhood I was subject to frequent and very severe attacks of tonsillitis, which continued throughout young womanhood and the early years of married life. Loving practitioners had worked faithfully when called upon, but the suffering, inflammation, and swelling did not seem to yield. One morning, when one of these attacks took place, the thought came to me very clearly to work for myself and use what I had been learning of man's spiritual perfection of being and oneness with God, through earnest study of the Bible and the writings of Mrs. Eddy. Almost instantly the swelling began to disappear, within two hours the healing was complete, and there has never been a recurrence during the intervening twenty years.

One Fourth of July morning many years ago, a four and one half inch cannon cracker exploded in my hand. The concussion was so great that I was unable to think for a few minutes. The first thought that came to me was the firm, fearless declaration of my spiritual being in God, in whom there could be no accidents, no injuries. I continued to know the truth fearlessly, as it unfolded to me, refusing to look at the hand or to permit anyone else to do so, until I had worked long enough to feel convinced that the healing was complete. When I did look for the purpose of washing the hand, fear suggested itself very strongly and the question came, "How can Christian Science heal that?" Instantly, the answer came with conviction, "God is able to do everything necessary to restore the hand to its normal condition." This occurred about nine-thirty in the morning, and I did not again look at the hand until about four in the afternoon, when I found it in as normal a condition as if nothing had occurred. I have always been grateful that there were never any aftereffects from this experience. Just previous to this I had been working out the solution of a very unpleasant and difficult situation, involving a friend. I had been so determined to express love and good will until the situation was healed, that every morning for two or three weeks I had spent several hours alone with God, the Bible, and our Leader's writings. Thus I was spiritually prepared to meet and master the belief of accident without thinking of calling for help.

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Testimony of Healing
Christian Science found me when I felt there was nothing...
February 4, 1939

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