Testimony of Healing October 5, 1940 Issue

Twenty-two years ago, a clinic of the best medical practitioners...

Royal P. Maulsby

Twenty-two years ago, a clinic of the best medical practitioners sentenced me to the worst of suffering. I was told that unless I submitted to certain treatments, a number of evil results would inevitably follow, and the end of these disasters was physical and mental disintegration. The fear resulting from the analysis of a blood test was so virulent that many times during the succeeding years, the condition recurred, each time to be lovingly destroyed by the simple application of the Christ-cure, as revealed in Christian Science, until at last it disappeared entirely. I learned that the "test" of one's life is not in counting matter, but in discounting it. From that moment, fear was replaced by a new confidence. Faults of character melted into humility. The tobacco habit yielded after thirty-five years of indulgence.

Several years ago I made the mistake of ignoring the appearance of ringworm, until it had spread itself completely around one wrist. When it became obnoxiously noticeable, I realized that ignoring it had produced no healing results, and recalled that the disease had been recurring since childhood.

Up to that time I had relied on the work of loving practitioners for what would be considered difficult problems, and even this time my first impulse was to call on a faithful friend for help. As clearly as a voice the thought came that sometime one must begin doing one's own work to prove "what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God."

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