As a small child and for many...

As a small child and for many years afterward, I was troubled with constipation. I tried almost every known remedy, but without permanent results. Finally the doctors told me that the condition was chronic and that I would always have to take some form of medication. Then I asked for help from a Christian Science practitioner.

The practitioner referred me to this statement in Science and Health (p. 368): "When fear disappears, the foundation of disease is gone." This thought helped me to overcome all fear of the condition. I decided to take an absolute stand for Christian Science and to obey divine Mind every step of the way. In addition, I declared that I knew the problem was not real or true, because God never created it or caused it.

I thought of myself as in reality a perfect, complete, spiritual idea. The realization that God is the true Ego enabled me to overcome a great deal of self-will. The results were, to human sense, almost miraculous, and I have been free ever since. This healing of constipation took place about nine years ago and has been permanent.

Some years ago I was working in a place where it was necessary to have a yearly physical checkup. After examining me, the doctor informed me that I had a small growth on my body and that it should be removed by an operation. I told the doctor I should like to have about three weeks to think things over.

Then I wrote to a Christian Science practitioner, who kindly consented to help me and told me to study daily the Lesson-Sermon in the Christian Science Quarterly. I found help in these words from Isaiah (59: 1): "Behold, the Lord's hand is not shortened, that it cannot save; neither his ear heavy, that it cannot hear." Also helpful was Mrs. Eddy's statement (Science and Health, p. 463): "A spiritual idea has not a single element of error, and this truth removes properly whatever is offensive. "

After three weeks the doctor came back and examined me again. He was amazed to find no trace of the growth, and he asked me what I had done. I told him that I had had treatment by a Christian Science practitioner. He admitted that Christian Science had "done the trick," as he expressed it.

One day at work I opened a heavy window on which the rope that held the weight was broken. The top part of the window came down with great force on the four fingers of my right hand. The pain was intense; and I felt as though I might faint, but I called for help. While waiting for someone to come to release my hand, I declared the truth and knew that as God's child I could not be injured or hurt, because God is All and ever present. With my realization of these truths the pain ceased.

By the time the window was raised from my hand, there was quite a gathering of people around me. The order came that I should be examined by the doctor. He was surprised that I did not cry out with pain when he bent my fingers back and forth, but I told him in all truthfulness that I had no pain whatsoever. He said I had no broken bones and added that I must have done a lot of praying to have been saved from what could have proved a serious accident.

I was asked to lie down and rest for a while, but I said that I felt fine and much preferred to go back to my work. No mention was made of the incident the rest of the day, and I did a good day's work with perfect ease. That night there was not the slightest trace of the accident. I was most grateful for this experience, because I had always wanted to have an instantaneous healing, and this truly was one.

I am most grateful for membership in The Mother Church and a branch church, where I have had an opportunity to serve in various capacities. Class instruction was a great awakening to me and has proved helpful and inspiring. The yearly association meetings are so refreshing and such a blessing. I am truly grateful.—(Miss) Ethel Jex, Plymouth, Massachusetts.

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