Testimonies of Healing
When Christian Science was first mentioned to me, it found me in poor health, discontented, unhappy, and full of fear. It has brought me peace, comfort, joy, health, and so many other things that I find it impossible to say all I could wish on the subject.
When I was twelve years of age, I joined the Baptist Church in Lowell, Mass. , Rev.
Nearly all the ailments that flesh is heir to were mine. Chronic constipation, liver complaint, and hernia of six years standing.
My coming into Science was a sudden transformation from darkness to light; not but what I have had many obstacles to overcome, but, thank God, I have never really lost sight of that light. Many times the boulders have seemed so large as almost to obscure the way; but by applying the Truth as I have learned it in Science and Health, I have found the way brighter than before I came to the obstacle, for each obstruction helps to cast a shadow till removed by Truth.
Some weeks since, in lighting a small stove filled with wood alcohol, it exploded with a loud noise, throwing the flames over my face, into my hair, and on one wrist, I fell unconscious. My husband immediately ran to me and put out the flames.
It is with a grateful heart that I give my testimony to the friends of the Journal. With live psalmist.
Four years ago I was healed by Christian Science. I suffered "for five years from rheumatism and all hope for cure had been given up.
" For by one Spirit are we all baptized into one body, whether we be Jews or Gentiles, whether we be bond or free; and have been all made to drink into one Spirit. " The above quotation from Paul's letter to the Corinthians, comes to my thought every time I visit the sick in the thickly populated Hebrew district of the lower East Side.
Before taking up Science and Health to read, I was a chronic sufferer from catarrh. I had consulted several physicians and in my case they all agreed that change of climate and nothing else would relieve me.
A year ago now, my husband and myself were perfectly hopeless,—broken in fortune and health, old age coming on, and deserted by friends, my husband with only now and then a day's work, our main support what little money I could make selling home-made candy. Surely no dungeon was ever darker, or two people more unhappy.