Testimonies of Healing

For many years I suffered from allergies. I lived near a lake with trees and flowers that sent me into a tailspin each new “allergy season”—which is what I had long since convinced myself the season was called, as my father had also suffered throughout the spring with allergies.

I was introduced to Christian Science when I was in middle school. At that time, I suffered from nosebleeds whenever I stayed in direct sunlight too long, or when the day was particularly hot.

On Super Bowl Sunday early last year, as I was entering church for the service, I tripped on the icy sidewalk and fell heavily, landing full-force on my face. I had no time to brace myself for the fall—in fact, I hadn’t even felt the sensation of falling—and heard a loud crunching sound in my head.

I awoke one morning a year and a half ago with pain in my tooth. Thoughts of needing a root canal came, and though I tried not to let them worry me, with every passing hour the tooth became more painful.

One day several years ago I noticed a small bump on my shoulder. I was very worried about it, and I called my Christian Science teacher to pray with me.

My teenage daughter, Ella, and I had just headed out to go skiing together. But she quickly spotted a friend on the slopes, skied ahead to meet him, and then they were off! I tried to keep up, but she and her friend got on the chairlift ahead of me.

One autumn day two years ago I was rushing to clear the gutters of our house of leaves before the sun went down and a rain storm started. I was almost finished when I turned to climb down the ladder and found myself sitting on the cold ground and hearing someone say aloud, “I am God’s child.

One Sunday morning before church I found myself wondering, “Why are you hurrying?” My answer surprised me: “Because I can’t wait to see the eyes of the ushers!” The Sunday before, I had gone back to a Christian Science church for the first time in several years and was greeted by the ushers. Their eyes were so filled with Christly love as I entered the church that I knew I’d returned home.

One afternoon this past winter, I was working at my office and started feeling slightly ill. It was a busy day and I didn’t have much time to think about it, so I plugged along for the remainder of the day.

I would like to express gratitude for a healing that occurred a few months ago. I was moving some items and dropped a heavy vacuum cleaner on one of my bare feet.