Dear Journal:— I have already sent you a somewhat lengthy testimony, but since the cure of my eyes I have had so many lovely demonstrations that I feel I ought not to pass them over.
One morning I felt a sick headache coming on, accompanied by a feverish heat which seemed to be burning me up. I tried hard to fight it off, but in vain. What was I to do? I told myself that I must not be conquered, but error declared that I could do nothing this time, that the claim was much too real and substantial, but I told it to be still, saying that Truth had helped me before and could do so again.
I sat down in a large rocking-chair and continued treating myself as well as I could, repeating over and over the spiritual interpretation of the Lord's Prayer, and trying to realize that God is All; but a sense of weakness came over me, and I felt that I should not be able to go on with the treatment much longer; when all at once that which I had been struggling and praying for, came! For it seemed as if all the room, and indeed the whole world, was filled with the presence of the Love that is God. I felt as if I were being folded in the Divine arms, and the Divine voice seemed to be saying, "Hush, my child, I am here!"
