Testimony of Healing January 11, 1964 Issue

I was so grateful one morning...

Mildred J. Tognazzini

I was so grateful one morning when I realized I could move my little finger and my ring finger on my left hand without pain. Previously I could not bend them into my palm without extreme pain.

After my association meeting that year I was led to read a passage from pages 49 and 50 of "We Knew Mary Baker Eddy," Second Series. A student recalls that in answer to her own question, "What is the best way to do instantaneous healing?" Mrs. Eddy said: "I will tell you the way to do it. It is to love! Just live love—be it—love, love, love. Do not know anything but Love. Be all love. There is nothing else. That will do the work. It will heal everything; it will raise the dead. Be nothing but love."

Two definitions of "love" in a dictionary are: "the benevolence attributed to God as resembling a father's affection for his children," and, "men's adoration of God in gratitude or devotion." The first words of the Lord's Prayer came to me, "Our Father which art in heaven" (Matt. 6: 9). The word "our" impressed me. I had not thought of it as meaning that God is everyone's Father; I thought it meant mine only. Now the light penetrated the dimness, and I could recover the unselfed love I seemingly had misplaced.

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