Spiritual healing prevents need for surgery

One morning I went down to our basement to put something away and caught my hand in a fishhook that was hanging on a line down a post. I called my husband to come and cut me off the line, and when he saw what had happened, he told me I would need to go to a doctor to have the fishhook cut out.

I was so afraid that I fainted, and when I came around, my daughter Rachael was declaring "the scientific statement of being" and other truths from Science and Health aloud to me. Dick bundled me into the car, but as we were too early for the doctor's appointment, he then decided we should go back inside.

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