Testimonies of Healing

For more than 11 years, I’d be overcome by allergy symptoms whenever I visited my in-laws for our annual family reunion, where there would be dogs. I did pray, but, even though the symptoms were so aggressive, I thought that since it was only for a short time each year, I could suffer through it.

Last year just before Christmas, our little toddler, Anna, woke up in the morning crying. It was not like her, as she is always so cheerful.

Many of the people who lived and worked with Mary Baker Eddy later shared reminiscences of her, recording comments and experiences that led them to become better healers.  One such reminiscence by Martha Wilcox, who came to work for Mrs.

For well over 20 years , while still living in my homeland of West Africa, I always had painful monthly menstrual  cycles. One day when the cramps were very bad, I called on a Christian Science practitioner to pray with me.

Recently, I was thinking about all of my healings in Christian Science since I became a branch church member. I realized that my most meaningful healings came about as I applied myself diligently to praying for situations in my church.

About two years ago  I noticed a painful lump getting larger on my neck. One night when my wife poked at it and asked, “What’s that?” I realized I needed to stop ignoring it.

It was suppertime on New Year’s Eve and I had just finished preparing for my church’s Sunday service, which I was to conduct as First Reader. Suddenly, I became overwhelmed with the symptoms of vertigo.

One day just before Christmas last year, my twelve-year-old son, Nathan, helped me have a quick healing. I’m a Christian Science nurse, and I was scheduled to work the night shift at a Christian Science nursing facility.

I was just concluding a three-year term as First Reader at church and thinking about how grateful I was that every Wednesday evening and Sunday morning I could look up and see the words “He sent his word, and healed them” ( Ps. 107:20 ) inscribed on the back wall of the church auditorium.

A number of years ago I developed pain in my hip. There were no bruises, wounds, or sores, but it became increasingly uncomfortable and painful to walk, sit, or lie on my back.