Testimonies of Healing

One afternoon last October the family of Mr. G.

One afternoon last October my husband, my daughter and myself were poisoned with mushrooms. At the sight of the mushrooms I had smiled, for I remembered having seen many years ago a row of mummies in the vault of a church in France, in a part of the country where mushrooms abound.

It is about a year since I became interested in Christian Science. For a year and a half previous to that time I was altogether miserable and unhappy.

In March, 1903, I was brought home from the hospital where I had been taken for an operation for the removal of a growth on the liver. One prominent physician had said that an operation would be useless, as I could not live through it, but two others pronounced my case incurable without it.

In March, 1901, when fifty-nine years of age, I was taken to a hospital, where two physicians pronounced my case a severe form of rheumatic trouble. While I was in the hospital one doctor was in daily attendance, and two others studied my case with him.

In 1897 I was in an advanced stage of a supposedly inherited lung trouble. My mother and my four sisters had passed away with the disease under the best medical attendance obtainable.

It is with gratitude, and the hope that it may be the means of helping others to find the truth, that I send this testimony. In 1904, while visiting in San Francisco, I became very ill and suffered intensely.

I have been intensely interested and greatly benefited by a careful study of Christian Science for the past two years. In February, 1904, I had what is called "a tobacco heart," and suffered from nervousness and constant dizziness until the following August.

The healing truth of Christian Science was first shown to me about eleven years ago, when, on coming home after completing my college course at one of the universities abroad, I found that a dear friend, whom I had known as a confirmed invalid, had been absolutely cured by Christian Science. Strange to say this wonderful healing seemed to antagonize me, and for many years thereafter I derided and scoffed at this Science and its Leader, hardly ever missing a chance to ridicule them when the subject was brought up in chance conversation.

I came into Christian Science about two years ago From my earliest recollection I had never known what it was to be well and strong, and no mortal can know how I suffered the last thirty years previous to my release from these bonds. The mental suffering was the greater, although the physical was terrible at times.