It is three years since I first appealed for treatment, and was almost instantaneously healed of many chronic and acute claims, some of them of years' standing. For five months I had lain in bed with complications of stomach trouble, complete nervous prostration, neuralgia, etc., until I began to doubt the existence of a God who could ignore my constant prayers for relief.
I had taken a course of ten lectures on what I was led to believe was Christian Science, and although there seemed some helpful thoughts in them, I could not feel enough interested to buy the numerous books they recommended. I mentioned these lectures to a Christian Scientist, and she told me kindly that I was not getting Christian Science, but mental science. All the time I laid in bed I kept thinking of what she had said, and longing to know what the real Science was.
At last,—when three prominent M. D.'s had done their best for me, and yet it was impossible for me to sit up more than an hour at a time, and even the family distressed and annoyed me, so great seemed the weakness and pain,—I sent for this Christian Scientist. The first treatment wrought a transformation in body and mind. Never can I forget the sweet sense of peace that came to me. It was as if the Everlasting Arms were under me, and I knew I had found the real.
