Up to the time I found Christian Science, my life seemed empty...

Up to the time I found Christian Science, my life seemed empty and meaningless, devoid of happiness. For three years I prayed to be led to an answer, to true religion. Then I met the woman I later married. She was a Christian Scientist. She lent me a copy of a book called A Century of Christian Science Healing (The Christian Science Publishing Society, 1966). Reading that book was the beginning of a new life for me. I began the study of Christian Science. I found answers to questions I had had for years. Then simply through reading copies of the Christian Science periodicals, I was healed of all desire for alcohol and tobacco. I also found steady employment.

I would like to share a healing that I had about eight years ago. While performing my duties one day as a sander truck operator for the city where I live, I went behind the truck to turn off the sander motor. Suddenly the truck began to move forward. When I ran toward the front of the truck to stop it, I slipped on the slushy pavement and fell. I managed to get out from beneath the truck. However, my jacket got caught under the wheel. As soon as I realized what was taking place, I felt calm assurance as I recalled two parts of a passage on accidents in Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy (p. 424): "Accidents are unknown to God..." and "...there is no room for imperfection in perfection." With these truths sustaining me, I felt at peace, and there was absolutely no fear. The dual wheels of the five-ton truck passed over one entire arm and hand. As soon as I was able to get up, I managed to stop the truck, as it was going down a slope and heading toward a busy intersection.

The injuries were severe—my hand was unsightly and my arm felt like a dead weight. Since this experience took place on the job, I was required to have medical attention. So I was taken to a nearby hospital. From there my wife was called at work, and she immediately telephoned a Christian Science practitioner for support through prayer. As soon as I arrived at the hospital a doctor, who was told what had happened, examined my arm. He asked me to make certain motions with my arm and hand and expressed surprise and even disbelief when he saw that I responded normally. Approximately twenty minutes elapsed while X-rays were taken. When the doctor examined the X-rays, he shook his head. My wife asked him the results, and he said that he couldn't explain it, but miraculously there were no broken bones. He told her that I should have been very seriously injured.

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