Whenever I have thought of "casting in my mite" of testimony, through the Journal, words have seemed so weak to express what Christian Science has done for me that I have refrained from making the attempt. But if Truth guides the pen, the little that I can give may not be altogether in vain.
In looking back, I can plainly see that I was being led step by step, to a willing acceptance of the Truth, and that leading has been to me the most convincing proof,—and I have had many— that Christian Science is the rock on which to build, if we desire a solid foundation. I had been a member of the church for years, and endeavored to live in accord with its teachings. I had never given much thought to creeds, but had great faith in prayer. I wondered why there were so many ways of interpreting the Scriptures, and had about concluded that all must be wrong, as all could not be right, and from this puzzling state of thought I gradually came to feel that there was very much in the spiritual life that I had not attained, and was at times most miserable, seeking rest and finding none.
It was not through physical healing that I was brought to accept this teaching, but that which was far better, the spiritual uplifting that came with "healing in its wings," to drive away the sense of unrest, that had long striven for the mastery over higher aspirations.
