Testimonies of Healing

One day I woke up and could barely open my mouth. An inflammation had locked my jaw, the pain was intense, and I could only mumble.

Some time ago I began to experience an erratic heartbeat. These episodes seemed to come on suddenly and for no particular reason.

In Psalms, it is said that God “maketh me to lie down in green pastures” ( 23:2 ). This is referring to God’s care for our human experience, but I also see in it the reassurance that His spiritual creation is calm, attentive, and peaceful.

Years ago, I worked for a major corporation that had to downsize owing to a federally mandated divestiture. This meant many employees were forced to either accept a transfer to a company location out of town or be terminated.

Gratitude for Christian Science impels me to submit this long-overdue testimony of the countless healings my family and I have had over many years. My maternal grandfather was introduced to Christian Science in the early 1900s.

Several years ago, I served as First Reader in my branch Church of Christ, Scientist. One Thursday evening, as I was preparing for the Sunday church service, I stood up from my chair, and my foot seemed to fold in half under me.

Every time I looked down at my hands I asked myself, “When will this end?” Every movement was difficult and brought a great deal of discomfort and bleeding.   I had been praying about this for some time and asked for help from a Christian Science practitioner.

How is it that we can be, and are, lifted out of the stark belief in mortality and death through prayer? The answer is explained in the substance of my walk out of darkness into the light following my husband’s passing after a long, happy marriage.   The Science of being, based on the forever-present fact of God’s allness, and this allness being reflected in immortal life, is always asserting itself right where a sense of futility, loss, and abject grief suggests itself to human consciousness.

Once while our family was living in Jerusalem, my five-year-old daughter saw me lying on the couch, suffering from a sudden onset of physical illness. I had managed a few quiet, prayerful thoughts, reaching out to God for healing and seeking a clearer sense of my true harmonious being as God’s child.

Not long ago I noticed that a sore had developed on my lip. It was painful, and for months it did not heal.