My earliest memories of my mother were that she was always in...

My earliest memories of my mother were that she was always in bed or in a wheelchair. I loved her dearly, of course, and she would tell me stories but was never able to play with me as did mothers of other "boys. The day came when the doctors told her that she had at best two months to live. She was, they said, in the last stages of tuberculosis. At that moment someone recommended Christian Science.

I was five years old, and I accompanied Mother when she made her first visit to a Christian Science practitioner. She was unable to walk up the steps to the practitioner's home unaided, but after an hour with the practitioner, while I played about the house, she walked out under her own power, and was a completely well woman within two weeks. The wheelchair was discarded the next day, and I never saw her in bed again except when she retired at night. Indeed, I never saw her ill again. Some years later she became a Christian Science practitioner and lived a purposeful, useful life, passing on in her sleep when over ninety years of age.

My father was so grateful and so impressed by Mother's healing that he, too, began the study of Christian Science, and I was enrolled in the Sunday School of a branch Church of Christ, Scientist. My father had been a chain cigar smoker. But one night he came home and announced that he had stopped smoking. The false appetite had left him as he realized his spiritual dominion. He had been a businessman, but later he gave up business to devote full time to the public practice of Christian Science.

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Testimony of Healing
In the hope that it may encourage others to find their true...
July 19, 1969

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