A memorable healing

For a couple of years I had warts all over my hands. I was very bothered by them to the point of sitting on my hands or keeping them folded up in my lap. I never let anyone see my hands, if I could help it, because I was so embarrassed. I was also annoyed and discouraged that no matter how much I prayed about the issue, the warts remained. I alternated for a while between doing nothing to address the situation, and praying the best I knew how. My mom printed out lots of testimonies from the Christian Science periodicals on healings of warts for me to read. 

While I loved the ideas shared, the testimonies frustrated me even more since I felt that I understood my spiritual perfection just as much as those people, but I still wasn’t experiencing healing. I had firmly established in my thought that I was made by God as spiritual and perfect, that nothing ugly could latch itself to my true self, and that, because I understood this, I could expect to see the proof of my spiritual perfection in healing. I felt that I “got it,” so I couldn’t understand why the warts were still there! 

Eventually, I stopped obsessing about the issue. If I happened to start focusing on my hands too much, I would reaffirm what I knew to be true spiritually, and then move on. There was no more work to be done, I felt sure. I felt I understood what I had to understand.

Then I started going to a small experiential education school in the western part of the United States, where Christian Science is part of everyday life. We were encouraged not to be afraid of challenges, but to let relying on God become more natural. The warts were still on my hands, but in the busyness and adventure of life at school I completely forgot about them. 

I then realized that my healing was completely valid and it was done.

After a few months at school, I noticed the warts getting smaller, and a few weeks after that they were gone completely. I was happy, of course, but I also didn’t feel that this was a “real healing.” I felt as if all I had done was give up and stop thinking about it, and I didn’t think the experience was worth sharing. Then, in a Christian history class, which our whole school attends on Sunday nights, we started reading Mary Baker Eddy: Christian Healer. I really connected with this quote: “Stop trying so hard, make less of personality; know yourself, that you have nothing to treat; quit arguing so much. Have faith, by understanding that if you believe what you argue, it is already done” (Yvonne Caché von Fettweis and Robert Townsend Warneck, Amplified Edition, p. 227). 

Relief washed over me. I then realized that my healing was completely valid and it was done. I had no longer been concerned that the warts would never go away, because I knew they never were part of me to begin with. And soon after that, they did disappear. I am so grateful for this healing!

Karen Coolidge (Ruth’s mom)

In my daily Christian Science treatment for my daughter, I knew that she had the right to live with complete freedom and health, that she was right now the beautiful, clear, radiant reflection of divine Soul, and that all anyone could see in her was her God-given perfection. I knew that God didn’t create anything that could harm, poison, or irritate her and that mortal mind could not deface the tablet of her being (see Mary Baker Eddy, Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, p. 227). 

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Also, this line from Science and Health was my constant companion: “A spiritual idea has not a single element of error, and this truth removes properly whatever is offensive” (p. 463). I also found many healings in the periodicals, which gave me comfort and conviction that this healing was inevitable.

I was always so grateful that my daughter’s friends never drew attention to the warts. When she started the new school she mentions, I wanted her to have a fresh start, so I was disappointed that the warts were still there at the beginning of the year. But I persevered in my prayer and trusted that her perfection was intact. 

When we went to visit our daughter for Thanksgiving, I was watching the adults and students play a game of street hockey. There I saw proof that the kids were truly, and lovingly, seeing my daughter as God’s beautiful, perfect child, and so should I. I felt a huge burden lift off my shoulders. 

When she came home for Christmas, there was evidence that the warts were disappearing. By the end of the break, they were gone. I am truly grateful for the certainty of healing when we trustingly turn to God.

Bible Lens
Bible Lens—September 14–20, 2015
September 14, 2015

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