Testimony of Healing June 15, 1987 Issue

When I was ten my father died, despite doctors' efforts to save...

Marianne F. Kostal

When I was ten my father died, despite doctors' efforts to save him. Afterward my mother couldn't provide for my older sister and me, so we went to live with relatives in another state. In a matter of days we had been deprived of parents, home, and friends.

Despite a deep disappointment that the efforts of the doctors and our prayers had not saved my father, I never lost a feeling of closeness to God, my heavenly Father. A growing love for Him was nurtured in Protestant Sunday Schools and churches. However, the mental pictures of my father's illness and my unremitting grief for him were so strong, I couldn't bear to think or speak of him. At the same time, memories of my mother and of my early childhood seemed to be blocked out. This mental suffering continued into adulthood.

Thirty years after my father passed on, as a very new student of Christian Science I attended a Christian Science lecture. The lecturer's message seemed to speak directly to me when he explained that God is Life. As I walked out of the building after the lecture, a sudden realization of the immortality of Life instantly healed this longstanding sense of loss. At last I began to remember with freedom and peace my dearly loved father and my early years with the whole family.

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