Testimonies of Healing

Early in my career with the United States Navy, while in the process of reporting to my first submarine, I had to undergo a physical examination. I had gone through several such exams for the Navy at this point, which I viewed as something the military required to ascertain that I was healthy enough to do my job.

Instead of asking herself “Am I healed yet?” this author realized that recognizing her perfection, as God’s reflection, was the starting point for healing.

It is long overdue for me to express my gratitude for the healing efficacy of Christian Science, and for all of the healings I have experienced and witnessed through the years. Having grown up in a home with parents who practiced this Science, I learned early on that when discord or inharmony of any kind presents itself, I can pray and rely on God’s unerring direction to guide me.

One of my favorite Bible citations is from Second Timothy: “Preach the word; be instant in season, out of season; reprove, rebuke, exhort with all longsuffering and doctrine” ( 4:2 ). I’ve taken this as a reminder that no matter what the circumstances, no matter what I’m doing, I need to have a readiness to engage in mental or audible prayer.

I smoked for many years and tried countless times to quit. While there were days I didn’t smoke at all, I did turn to smoking to relieve stress, as I felt it offered me a measure of peace.

While he was hiking the Appalachian Trail, this author experienced extreme pain. When he understood more about the limitlessness of God, he was healed.

When an energetic young boy unexpectedly karate-chopped my hand, it hurt. But I didn’t give it a whole lot of thought, much less prayer.

As a college student in the early 1960s, I had the opportunity to take a tour of Western Europe and the Soviet Union. During our second week in Russia, I became ill with a severe case of diarrhea.

At the beginning of the pandemic, I wanted to take on a deeper metaphysical study that would help me pray for the world. I began my prayer with listening for God to guide me to whatever I needed to know and to sources where I would find inspiration.

Every year my husband’s family participates in a 5K race (3. 1 miles) in our city.