Testimonies of Healing
I’m grateful for a healing that took place some years ago after I’d been married about three years and had recently had a baby. When I took Christian Science class instruction, our teacher told us that reading a biography about Mary Baker Eddy, on an ongoing basis, was a good activity.
In the summer of 2009, I was outside working with an antique sickle (a curved, sharpened piece of metal used to cut long grass) to clear an area behind our house of weeds and brush. I had to swing the sickle hard to get through the undergrowth.
Three years ago, I rediscovered Christian Science, and had an instantaneous healing of alcoholism. It began a spiritual journey that to this day continues, with healings of diabetes, heart problems, and stroke along the way.
LAST YEAR, I HAD a small growth at the base of my neck that had grown larger over time, making me self-conscious. Praying on and off for healing over several months, I felt I wasn't making much progress.
TEN YEARS AGO , I went through a very dark time. Within a period of six months I lost my father and a friend I loved as a son.
IN JULY 2009 , I attended my Christian Science association, which was held in Chicago's Sheraton Gateway Hotel. We had an inspiring morning session, followed by a lunch break.
FIVE YEARS AGO, one of my neighborhood friends saw my need and introduced me to Christian Science when I was feeling depressed and had some physical ailments. I found a new world of happiness when I received a very warm welcome from all church members.
A FEW YEARS AGO I was visiting a friend in Chicago, while en route to Texas to return to my job as a third grade teacher. What started with symptoms that left me feeling weak and dizzy, quickly turned into acute pain.
EARLIER THIS YEAR when the summer school vacations started, my six-year-old daughter stayed at my parents' house for a few days. While I was visiting them, she started to cry late one night and said that her ear was aching.
OVER A YEAR AGO, a deep woundlike sore developed on my leg and persisted. As a golfer in the South, I was embarrassed by not being able to wear shorts for two golfing seasons.