Testimony of Healing June 17, 1944 Issue

When our son was about five...

Ethel Heney

When our son was about five years old, our family was invited for dinner to the home of friends who were Christian Scientists. We arrived there during a snowstorm. I took the children to the kitchen to remove their galoshes, then went upstairs with our wraps. When I returned a few moments later, our hostess inquired if my son had told me what had just taken place. In removing his overshoes, he had placed the palm of his hand against a hot oven, leaning on it with all his weight. He looked at our hostess and said, "I can't move it." She replied, "There is too much love around you for that to hurt." Promptly removing his hand and putting it behind him, he said, "Yes, God put His hand in mine and moved it."

My son did not examine the hand or allow anyone else to do so. Other members of the two families in an adjoining room did not know anything unusual had occurred. We enjoyed our evening, and did not think of this incident until the middle of the next morning, when I remembered that our son had said nothing more about it. When he returned from school for lunch, I inquired if he had made any demonstrations of Truth that he had not mentioned to me, and he replied, "No." I said, "Let me see your hand." He answered, "Oh, that." I examined his hand and said, "There isn't even a blister or a red mark." His answer was, "Did you think there would be?"

Another time the son of a neighbor threw a broken bottle, which cut a gash on our boy's head. There were several relatives in our home at the time who were not Scientists. One insisted that we call a doctor. Another, whose religion approved of spiritual healing, took the others from the room, for which I was very grateful. Our son asked me to call a practitioner. He was quiet for several hours, lying on a daybed holding my hand and discussing his Sunday school lessons. I placed a clean cloth over the wound after bathing it. The accident occurred in the morning and at his bedtime he asked me to look at the cut. The wound had closed, and it was completely healed.

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