Testimonies of Healing
IT WAS A spring day when I set out in my ten-foot dinghy from Guemes Island to cross Bellingham Channel in Washington State. I was headed for Sinclair Island, where our family has a summer cabin, to plant a small tree.
EVER SINCE I was a young adult, the idea of being in an enclosed space has brought me indescribable attacks of fear. Many times, rather than go into an elevator, I would take the stairs.
YEARS AGO, I had to have a physical exam for a job. The examining physician detected two lumps in my right breast.
ABOUT TEN YEARS AGO, I suddenly experienced overall weakness and a debilitating pain. Although the pain was localized in my arm, the pain was severe enough that it made movement of any kind very difficult, and my arm was useless.
WHEN MY HUSBAND AND I were searching for an answer to a pressing financial problem, I turned wholeheartedly to God in prayer. The solution came in a way I never could have outlined: in a box of kites.
LAST MAY as I was giving a recorder lesson to my eight- and nine-year-old music students, one of them asked, "What's that on your thumb?" I had struggled with a wart on this thumb for about a year, and the thickened skin around it caused me a great deal of discomfort. At that time, I had a busy schedule teaching music full-time at two elementary schools in Vancouver.
AFTER THE BIRTH of my first child, I found motherhood to be overwhelming. The labor and delivery were longer and harder than I had expected.
SEVERAL YEARS AGO, a lump formed on my shoulder blade that gradually grew in size and became discolored. Eventually, it became prone to bleeding if I bumped it, so I began to bandage it on a regular basis.
WHEN I WAS TEN YEARS OLD and an epileptic, my mother took me to three of the best specialists available at the time in London. The longest any of them gave me to live was two years, because they said my heart had been badly affected by the epilepsy.
MANY YEARS AGO, while living in Europe, I became very ill with influenza the same day I was to be a guest at a New Year's Eve party. By midafternoon, when there had been no improvement, I called a friend from a Christian Science Society I attended to ask for metaphysical support.