My first healing came to me over thirty years ago when at home with my parents. I was in bed with consumption, not able to speak aloud. All had been done for me that materia medica and change of climate could do, when a dear friend and neighbor brought Christian Science to us for the first time and explained it as best she could, telling us of her own healing, which was proof to us of its validity. A practitioner was called, and my healing came very quickly; and all through the years since, we have daily turned to Christian Science to meet our every need.

I am sure that my thoughts were prepared for this quick healing by the teaching of a dear teacher in a Methodist Sunday School which I attended. She often told us that if the Principle of Jesus' healing work were understood, healing could be done to-day as it was in olden times. This I often pondered; and on hearing the story of this neighbor's healing from her own lips, I accepted the fact with all my heart that Christian Science is the Word of God, the truth that heals our diseases as well as our sins. Some years later I married and went out to a big wheat ranch to live. It was here that another healing came from the pure child-thought reflecting Truth. My two eldest girls were then two and four years of age. It was in North Dakota during a blizzard, when the men were at the barn and no child could face the storm, that I was taken critically ill. I called the two little tots to me and asked them to repeat "the scientific statement of being," to be found on page 468 of our textbook, "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mary Baker Eddy. They knew every line of it, although the younger one could not speak the words plainly; the older child had asked dozens of questions about it, and had used it with quick result at one time.

I asked them to repeat it over and over, and not to stop until their father got in from the barn. They began first by standing in front of me, but after a little the older one dropped on her knees and the little tot did the same. After they had gone through the statement, I would say, "Over"; and they would repeat it again and again. Finally my head fell back on my chair and the words seemed far away; but the faithful little sentinels kept right on. Soon I seemed to lose the words; but I was listening with all my soul, when suddenly there thundered forth like a great noise: "There is no life, truth, intelligence, nor substance in matter. All is infinite Mind and its infinite manifestation, for God is All-in-all." This aroused me, and I sat up and looked around. This children were still repeating the words in their usual tone; but where had that thundering voice come from? Long afterwards, in reading the following lines, I understood: "The inaudible voice of Truth is, to the human mind, 'as when a lion roareth.' It is heard in the desert and in dark places of fear" (ibid., p. 559). I told the little tots that mamma was healed. I called them to me and they came one on each side, placing their arms around my neck; but the older one kept rubbing her soft little hand over my face. When my husband came in, although I protested stoutly, he took me in his arms and put me to bed, and there he kept me. The next day, however, while he was at the barn I decided to get up, and did so, but on looking in the glass I understood why the little hands had been rubbed over my face. It was still colorless even to the lips; so I decided it was best to get back into bed and apply my Science, which I did and soon I was looking natural again.

I am grateful that these little tots grew to womanhood under the panoply of Christian Science; and I rejoice, and again I rejoice, for the child-thought, "for of such is the kingdom of heaven"—the pure child-thought, which we all need, oh, so much!

I have long wanted to tell of an experience that I had seven or eight years ago. A slight touch of paralysis seemed to come up a number of times in the space of several years, until one night I awoke with a queer sense of something being wrong. I tried to open my eyes but found that I could not. I then tried to move my tongue, but could not move it; in fact, I soon found that every muscle in my body was rigid. I did not feel fearful, as I remember it, but arose to the point of demonstration realizing, to some extent at least, the omnipresence and omnipotence of the divine Mind, wherein all is life and activity, and of man as the perfect reflection of this Mind, in which no inaction can possibly exist. I applied this truth until every portion of my body was touched with this governing, controlling power of Truth, and after hours of work I began to move.

I rejoiced over and over again as I worked because of sufficient understanding of Christian Science to be able to pray aright. The availing prayer of right thinking brought about right action, and this continued until all inaction disappeared; and toward noon of the first day I was able to dress and go down to my work as usual. Since this experience I have tried more than ever before to listen for the voice of Truth and to be active and alert in the study and application of the truth revealed through the Bible, through our textbook and the other writings of our dear Leader, knowing that to be prepared means victory in overcoming whatever may confront us to be met and mastered by Truth.

It is with a grateful heart that I can say that all of my children are members of our branch church here, and four of them are instructed students and members of The Mother Church in Boston.

I am also grateful for membership in The Mother Church and in a branch church, for class instruction, for our periodicals and lectures, and for a share in all the Christian Science activities, which are blessing mankind.

(Mrs.) Imogene B. Blair, Bloomington, Illinois.