Over thirty years ago, medical authorities gave me up to die

Over thirty years ago, medical authorities gave me up to die. But I didn't want to die! I wanted to live for my husband and for our son—to see him grow up. So I asked my nurse to write a letter for me. The letter was to a friend who had taken me to her home to spend a weekend during college.

Although nearly twenty years had elapsed, I recalled that weekend as I lay on my presumed deathbed. I remembered the Christian Science church she had pointed out to me in her home town, and her enthusiastic explanation of a healing she had had of double pneumonia. My friend had been given up to die also, but with the help of a Christian Science practitioner she had been healed within a week. I decided that if God could heal her, I could certainly trust Him to heal me.

A reply from this friend came in the mail very soon. The first line of her letter read, "God is Love, and He loves you." When I heard this, I not only found the strength to turn over in bed but I jumped up, put on a robe, and went to the kitchen, where I ate supper with my family.

I was healed instantaneously after years of suffering from attacks of asthma, which had culminated in pneumonia and a general breakdown. My husband thought I was delirious, and he notified my mother, who lived in a nearby city, that I was up and walking around the house. She came at once, as everyone thought I was taking my "last stand" before death. But when she saw me, she cried for joy to see me well and very much alive.

About a month after my healing, I was riding with my husband in our car. Suddenly I became very uncomfortable with a sick headache. But I remembered that God is my loving Father, who "shalt .... comfort me on every side" (Ps. 71:21). As suddenly as the discomfort had appeared, it disappeared. God's omnipotent love healed me so completely in both of these instances that I have never again had an attack of asthma or a sick headache.

Our son was enrolled in the Christian Science Sunday School shortly after my healing, and soon I became a member of The Mother Church and of a branch Church of Christ, Scientist. I have never been in bed because of illness since that time. My life is filled with gratitude and happiness for the privilege of being a great-grandmother, and seeing our son's family develop. It is wonderful to still be teaching piano all year round, and just plain to be alive!

God's healing truth—explained by Christian Science—continues to support, sustain, and protect me in every way.

THELMA C. DIXON
Clayton, New York

I am the son referred to in the above testimony. From age eight to fourteen I had to help with household tasks, including cooking, because of my mother's illness. Then suddenly it was no longer necessary. For the next few years, until I was twenty, I went to the Christian Science Sunday School, where I learned the true meaning of the Bible. My mother's dramatic healing and the Sunday School have both given me great inspiration.

WILLIAM C. DIXON
Ballston Spa, New York

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