Testimony of Healing April 4, 1970 Issue

I recently had a healing so dramatic that it conclusively proved...

Edgar L. Callicott

I recently had a healing so dramatic that it conclusively proved to me that Christian Science heals. While stacking some broken concrete blocks in the backyard of my home late one afternoon, I thought that the more firmly I placed the blocks together the better they would stay stacked. While following this decision, I mashed my right index finger so severely that it looked as if most of it would be lost. The appearance so shocked me that I realized I had to take a radical stand on what I had been studying for seven years in Christian Science or have a deformed hand for the rest of my life. The condition seemed quite beyond any remedial action by a doctor. As this decision was made, my thought was flooded with the strength to resist the suggestion that was before me. I absolutely refused to let this picture remain in my consciousness. The pain stopped almost instantly, but a dull throbbing and bleeding problem needed to be overcome.

About this time my wife called me to dinner. I knew it would be best not to let the injury be observed by others, and I prayed to know that inharmony of the flesh could not be visible to God's man. I washed my hands, and as I saw the alarming evidence, I clung steadfastly to the fact that divine Mind was my only consciousness. Even as blood appeared on the towel, I refused to give matter life or reality and realized that nothing had the power to keep me from my right functions, so I went to dinner. As the meal progressed, the suggestion of an irreparable injury completely left my consciousness, and my family noticed nothing out of the way.

The next morning about ten o'clock I remembered the incident and looked at my finger. The nail was perfect and the skin was normal. There were no signs of injury to the bone. The healing was so complete that it was difficult to recall that it had ever happened. In fact, I began to think my imagination had played tricks on me, until I remembered the blood on the towel when I had dried my hands. This proved to me that so-called solid matter is no more than a belief. But, most important, it proved that God, good, is always present.

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