
Testimonies of Healing
A little over four years ago my mother passed away. I did not know which way to turn for comfort.
I was a member of the Presbyterian Church and tried, or at least thought I did, to be a good woman. That is holding myself free from the so-called sins of the world, failing to realize that I was committing sin every day in my thoughts toward persons who I thought did not treat me right, holding the thoughts of malice, resentment, and self-righteousness.
It is with great pleasure and deep gratitude I send my testimony to tell what Christian Science has done for me. I fell down stairs two years ago and seriously injured myself internally, causing constant hemorrhage.
My heart goes out with a burning desire to help any who may be as I was, searching the weary, endless path of mortal speculation and opinion concerning the law underlying phenomena. I went through Darwin, E.
I wish to express my gratitude for a demonstration I had over a year ago, for to me it was a great proof that in Truth we have "no pain or sorrow. " I went to the dentist's to have my teeth examined, and found there were twelve to be extracted.
Reading the many beautiful testimonies in the Journal and Sentinel prompted me to write a few lines from this field of labor, and thereby contribute to our periodicals. The work is growing here very nicely.
I am constantly receiving so much benefit from the Journal and Sentinel, that I should like to express a little of the gratitude I feel, by relating one little experience. One morning a young lady came hastily into the office where I am employed, and asked me to give her some help immediately to overcome a sense of extreme fear.
I would like to tell of some of the benefits that I have received from Christian Science in the past two years. Before coming into Science I had an abscess in the ear.
In reading the testimony of Harry J. Guppy in the Journal of July, 1901, I notice that he gives much prominence to the disappearing of the tobacco habit.
I take this opportunity to give to the Journal a demonstration that occurred in the Odd Fellows Home at Green Bay, Wis. I am a commercial traveler and called on the superintendent, Mr.