Testimony of Healing December 21, 1992 Issue

One day in 1968 I lost control of the car I was driving down a...

Phyllis Ann Gibson

One day in 1968 I lost control of the car I was driving down a wet and winding hill, colliding with several oncoming cars. My young son was a passenger. I regained consciousness briefly in a nearby home and asked to use the telephone. At that point I was not aware of the physical injuries I had sustained in the accident and felt confident of the well-being of my child, whom I remembered warning about the impending collision. He was, in fact, unharmed.

Despite my condition I recall being very organized about what I needed to do. I called a Christian Science practitioner whose telephone number I knew by heart and asked her to begin Christian Science treatment on my behalf. I'm amazed that I remembered the phone number of a neighbor whom I had called only once before. I asked her to make the short trip to our home to notify my husband, as he was unreachable by phone.

When a paramedic arrived, I explained that I was a Christian Scientist, and he asked me to sign a form stating that I had voluntarily refused medical treatment. I did allow him to tape together the wounds on my face. That was the last I remembered for a while.

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