Testimony of Healing February 11, 1967 Issue

About four years ago our youngest son was playing by himself in...

Priscilla Carol Eiles with contributions from Vesta M. Russell, Irene H. Wood

About four years ago our youngest son was playing by himself in the patio area of our backyard where the barbecue is located. I was doing my dishes and watching him through the window, for even though that area was completely fenced, he always found some way to get out. I missed him and went outside to check, just in time to see him involve himself in an accident in which the steel barbecue spit was pushed into his throat. I pulled the spit out and carried him into the house to the telephone, for I knew I needed the reassurance of a dear friend at this moment, since the physical evidence I was seeing was making me very fearful. When this dear one, a Christian Scientist, heard what had happened, she told me to try to quiet my thinking and said she would do prayerful work immediately. She asked me to be sure and call her back in ten minutes.

I sat down with my son in our favorite rocker, and a sense of quietness and peace surrounded us. I kept his mouth free of blood with a cloth; and as we sat there, the words of Mrs. Eddy's hymn, "'Feed My Sheep,'" came to me, and I started to sing them to him. They begin (Christian Science Hymnal, No. 304),

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