Testimony of Healing January 16, 1971 Issue

In the words of one of the old hymns, "I love to tell the story"

Helen Rowe Henze

In the words of one of the old hymns, "I love to tell the story."

It happened thirty-five years ago when the financial depression of the early thirties seemed to hang like a bleak fog over the world. My marriage had ended in divorce, and I was left to earn my own living and support my young daughter, as well as help support my mother. I had been out of the business world for some years and now had to look for work at a time when experienced employees were being laid off by the thousands. I answered countless advertisements and was registered at five employment agencies, but without success. This continued for over a year.

Several years earlier I had started smoking, deluded by the notion that it was the fashionable thing to do. However, I wanted to become a member of the branch Church of Christ, Scientist, I had been attending, and knew that to do so I must free myself from this habit. So after praying in Christian Science as we are taught to do, I did stop smoking, applied for membership in the church, and was admitted. After some months, however, I slid back and began smoking again. I was still without work, except for a temporary position now and then. My brother, who had been supporting the family, was laid off. The situation became critical.

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