Testimonies of Healing

Some instances of the power of Truth over error having come under my observation recently, the thought came to relate them for the benefit of those seeking for Light. The claim of Measles has been very prevalent, and, in belief, has taken very dangerous forms, in this vicinity, and in a number of instances terminating fatally, while, also, supposedly causing other beliefs considered serious.

For six months I was obliged to go on crutches from belief of accident; the ligaments about the ankle bones were said to be torn. During this time everything recommended was used, the physician saying, the most that could be done would be to give it time.

My little daughter, seven years old, had a severe belief the other night. After the victory over sense had been won, she sat up in bed, and asked for pencil and paper, saying, "I am so full of God, mamma, I want to write about Him.

About six months ago I passed through a class of Christian Science instruction, and whenever the teacher spoke of "Mind the only Sight," I did not have the faintest thought of taking off my glasses, after so many years of almost constant use. The lesson on that subject was for any other member of the class but me.

While the boom of cannon and fireworks sound in my ears, proclaiming liberty, in mortal's sense fashion, is it not an appropriate time for me to recall my independence day? The July Journal has just come to hand "with healing in its wings. " Two years ago I was a sufferer from nervous prostration, attended with its usual company, indigestion, headaches, kidney troubles etc.

My heart is so overflowing with love and gratitude that I can keep still no longer, so will add my testimonial, hoping to lead some one into the Light. It is my desire to do all the good I can, since God has so wonderfully blessed me.

I gladly embrace this opportunity to bear grateful testimony to the blessed results, so far in my experience, of Christian Science. On the 10th of July 1871 I fell from a tree, about ten feet, striking my spine on chips of wood with such force as to completely paralyze my lower limbs, having no use of them for weeks.

Although I am not a student of any Christian Science School, I am an earnest seeker for Truth; and I have thought that if I could cast in my mite as an encouragement to others to seek for help in Truth, I would gladly do so. It has been something over a year since I first began the study of Christian Science.

In November, 1890, my wife and I began taking treatments in Christian Science. My wife had suffered from rupture, and other claims, for more than twenty years.

A few years ago, I joyfully perceived in Christian Science the promised Comforter. Until then I had long been despondent, hating this mortal life (this routine for self), and was barely able to go through with it, even including Church going—so tired mentally! Yet because I thought God had made it, and had put me here, I kept on, thinking (for five years) I had to wear glasses to see; had to be deaf; could remember nothing; had to be too nervous to write legibly; to lie down and rest, if I swept a room, and so on, until I heard the voice of Truth call, to halt; "Be still, and know that I am God!" The light of understanding came to me, through the revelation from our Teacher, presented to the world in Science and Health.