Testimonies of Healing

Since childhood, I’d had trouble with hearing. My mom and dad prayed with me, and my hearing would improve for a while, but then the problem would recur.

I was a senior in college when I was informed of a measles outbreak on campus. Upon hearing this news, I tried to pray as I had learned in Christian Science, but I struggled with fear.

I remember the time growing up in India when my father introduced me to the Christian Science concept of God as wholly good and not the cause of evil, or the creator of anything bad. As a child I took to it, as I knew intuitively that God existed and was good.

As a young mother with a preschooler and a baby, I found myself faced with a challenging emergency one day when my husband was at work.   The preschooler had a little desk where she sat hammering small colored pegs into the perforated desktop.

When my father arrived at one of his first jobs in Rio de Janeiro, he found a copy of The Herald of Christian Science hidden at the bottom of an old drawer in his work desk. From then on, he began studying Christian Science and taking my siblings and me downtown to a Church of Christ, Scientist, on Sundays.

A dear friend introduced Christian Science to me over forty years ago. I knew immediately that this was the truth.

When I was a teenager, I was running errands with my parents on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. On my way down a long set of steps leading out of the local post office, I missed one and fell down.

I love walking and hiking. There is nothing quite like climbing a mountain and looking out at the view from the summit.

I was teaching a hybrid Sunday School class in which one student was on Zoom and another was there with me. The in-person student’s parents were attending church.

One day I was on my way to have lunch with a friend, and as I sat down on the bus, I noticed that a protrusion on my back was making it uncomfortable to lean against the seat. Even though I was somewhat distracted during lunch, I was still able to reach out in prayer to God, our loving, caring Parent, and felt peaceful enough to enjoy the lunchtime companionship.