Testimonies of Healing

I was at the end of the line of materia medica some four years ago, and despair faced me, when a friend said: "Investigate Christian Science. " I was disgusted; still, I thought, "I'll read the book, and tell D— I have done so, and then she will be satisfied.

For eight long years I searched for health, and found it not. Each and every physician told me the same story, viz: that I was diseased in every organ, and when free from pain ought to be satisfied, for I could never be strong; but none of them could even free me from the pain.

For years I have suffered from numerous beliefs, and last year I grew worse. The doctor said I had Bright's Disease, but might live sometime.

A few weeks ago, I was attacked with a cold; then came the cough that I was always bothered with. I spent night after night in the garden of Gethsemane.

I have been healed by God, through the understanding of Christian Science. My case was for five years known all over the country; and when I was raised from my bed, everyone wondered.

When I left my home in Nova Scotia a little over two years ago, in search of spiritual and physical health, I left it with the belief of death staring me in the face. I had been in the Doctor's care some ten or twelve years before, and sentence of death had been pronounced upon me by a great many mortal minds; but, so far as I remember now, I myself never for an instant entertained the thought of not getting better.

In the universal desire for Love and Life, I, like many others, had turned in this direction and in that, hoping at each new point in the search to grasp these unseen forces, which, when found, must bring an abiding satisfaction that would rule out uncertainty, unrest, and further alternatings between hope and fear. In my earliest consciousness, God stood for good; but, the opposite realization in the world around me caused me to doubt this intuitive sense of abstract good, and brought to me the sense of self-condemnation because of my inability to demonstrate over the bondage of evil.

I lift my heart in gratitude, silently to the "giver of all good," and openly to those workers in His vineyard, whose expressions in the November Journal, of patient, loving endeavor bring me comfort, strength and a more earnest desire to "press on," out of self into Christ, Truth and Love. — H.

A gentleman over fifty had belief of La Grippe. I treated for it.

A little girl, four years old, was healed through Christian Science about a year ago; and since then has not needed a doctor, until a short time ago; when she was run over by a bicycle. Her cheek was cut so badly that it had to be sewed up.