Two years ago last September, after an illness of five years, I was healed in Christian Science. A great part of that time, I had suffered more than language can tell, not closing my eyes in sleep for three weeks at a time. The result of the second treatment was that I slept soundly all night. At this treatment also, for the first, I learned from my healer that the new religion of healing, as I had termed it, was called Christian Science; and from the first moment the beautiful Truth was imparted to me I received it with joy. After the second treatment, I chemicalized for three weeks; but in all that time never did I admit, even to my husband, that I suffered from pain. The Scientist told me to deny self—i.e., all personal sense—take up the cross and follow Christ. I did so; although from some I received taunts, while others would say plainly they thought it wrong to lie so. In face of it all, with an earnest struggle, I lived up to my healer's instructions, viz.: held fast the thought that it was a lie that I had pain; that the real self was spiritual and not material; that God is Love, and that He is my strength. I continued to realize these thoughts as best I could until, through the treatments and the study of Science and Health, I was entirely healed.
Shortly after, two sisters were healed by this blessed Truth. One had been on her bed the most of the time for four years; but we all are rejoicing in health to-day. Best of all, there are eight of us—brothers, sisters, and sisters-in-law—who have taken lessons. The joy and harmony that prevails in our family can never be expressed in words. Only those that come into this beautiful Science can "taste the good word" and understand the Life that is Christ, Truth—or the joy we have in demonstrating it.
Recently, the neighbor of one of my sisters had a little boy that had drunk a quantity of kerosene. They sent for her. The little fellow was limp in belief, and the other neighbors feared he would "pass on"; but in ten minutes' time he was asleep, and in twenty he was awake and laughing. How beautiful to know God is Omnipresence, and a very present help in time of trouble! —
