I had been for twelve or more years an invalid, although everything which medical science and its physicians (who were principally specialists in large cities) advised, was promptly tried for my relief by a kind husband and friends, regardless of expense or trouble.
My husband heard of Christian Science in a grocery store, where the husband of the Scientist who afterward became my healer, had dropped a seed of Truth. When my husband told me what he had heard, I scorned the idea that Faith Cure (as I called it) might help me, who had tried so many remedies, even to having at times as many as five different kinds of electric baths daily at a health resort. Nevertheless he insisted that I should give the healing art he had heard of a trial, we not even then knowing its name, to be Christian Science. I opposed the trial very much, which was no wonder, having been taken only two weeks before to a noted specialist in Chicago, who pronounced my case more hopeless than any other physician had done. Notwithstanding my opposition, my husband got the Scientist's address, and took me to her the first opportunity he had.
Then were my blind eyes gradually opened to see and prove that all that materia medica was capable of doing could never have cured me, as Christian Science did through the understanding of the dear Scientist in whose care I was placed. I have often thought of myself then as a rebellious child that thinks it knows more than its mother. Now I know,— because of not knowing how,— I had never lived the right law, which was the cause of my ill health. My physical health is completely restored. I can see how the mists of error had to vanish before the sunshine of Truth, as given us in "Science and Health." I feel it my duty to Christian Science, for blessings received, to strive to show others the way, as far as I honestly can, to health and harmony.— Chilicothe, Ill.
