When a child, I had the privilege...

When a child, I had the privilege of attending the Christian Science Sunday School for about two years. Ten years afterward, when lockjaw came upon me, following tonsillitis, the truths learned during those two blessed years came pouring into my consciousness, and I was instantaneously healed.

Our little girl, when eighteen months old, had a cold for several days, and after I had been with her off and on all night, on account of croup, a practitioner was called for absent treatment. By the time the call had been completed, a period of about three minutes, the baby was free. That certainly proved to me again that "the word of God is quick, and powerful." When the same child was three, she was pushed backwards down five concrete steps, hitting the back of her head forcibly on a concrete walk. I called a practitioner, and although there was a deep gash in her head no stitches were taken. She immediately stopped crying, and after a short time the scar entirely disappeared.

When eighteen months old our young son was stricken with ptomaine poisoning. My husband told me to call a practitioner, for it looked as though the child were fast losing ground. When the telephone connection was made I could hardly talk, and over eighty-three miles of wire a voice said: "You are not afraid, are you? You know that God is right there with you to meet every need." I lost all sense of fear, and although for two hours the child seemed to grow steadily worse, I was still not afraid. It came to me to have my husband call the practitioner so that he too might be spiritually uplifted, and just before he hung up I started to say, "Tell him he is taking his last breath," but the "still small voice" said, "God is Life, and nothing can take away the life of God's child." When my husband came back into the room the baby was free.

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