While I was visiting some of my relatives during the past two months, one of them, a boy I had not seen for a long time, had a very violent claim. Being asked to take charge of the case, I enquired if he desired Christian Science treatment, and was told that he did. I went in where he was lying and in a talk with him I found that he had been reading Science and Health and was very anxious to be helped by Christian Science. After talking with him for a while, I gave him a treatment and then left. In the afternoon I returned and found him raving, and immediately made the statement very positively, "This will not do, you do not have to be this way." He at once replied. "I know that God will help me," and turned over and went to sleep; that being the last of the claim, and I found him reading Science and Health very frequently thereafter; he giving all the credit for his healing to the Truth.
At another time, while I was away, my little baby was bitten on the toe by a large yellow fly, the place beginning to bleed immediately. Those who saw it said that the toe would become inflamed and swollen, and that my babe would have a very bad time. I said that I did not think so. Going to my room for a few moments, I realized the Truth for my child, and the claim was met instantly. There was no inflammation or swelling. The next day the toe was examined by one not a Scientist, and the demonstration of Truth was pronounced a miracle.
The greatest demonstration I have ever had was in overcoming a "breaking-out" that my little girl had while we were away. This claim was manifested first on her arm, which was a solid crust from her shoulder to her wrist. I kept her sleeve pulled down well around her hand so that no one would be alarmed and suggest ugly thoughts.
Next her upper lip began breaking out the same way, the lower lip following, and then the whole chin was a large crust. One night while I was undressing her for bed, my brother, who is a druggist, came in, and was horrified at the sight of her arm. He suggested drugs, but I told him that I had something better than drugs; that I had been healed by Christian Science, and that for over two years my husband, baby, and myself had not taken drugs, but had relied entirely on God for our healing. He was lovely to us and wished me to have just what I wanted; but others seemed to be very antagonistic, suggesting material remedies almost hourly and ridiculing Science. I was persecuted and ridiculed, but stood in Truth and prayed to God to have mercy upon them for they knew not what they did. Then they tried to force medicine upon us, but I said positively, "You shall not touch my child, God will heal her, will you let us alone, please." Night came on; the telegraph office had been closed for some time, when my child seemed to grow worse. I was all alone with God, as Daniel was in the lions' den. I prayed, and read from the Bible (the 91st Psalm principally) and from Science and Health; praying audibly and inaudibly all night. I had a hard struggle for at least twenty-four hours, and prayed with all the understanding I had. I finally felt perfectly at ease; I knew my child was healed. She was sleeping sweetly, and no one but a mother can realize how happy I felt after the battle was over and the clouds of error rolled away and harmony once more manifested. In two days not a sign of the claim was left. My heart was full of gratitude and I continued praying to God, giving thanks for this blessed Truth which has been revealed to us by our dear Mother—the Truth which heals sickness and sin.
Words are inadequate to express the great spiritual uplifting which followed this beautiful demonstration. I no longer think of God as a God of fear, but worship Him as He is understood in Christian Science,—a God of Love.
Jacksonville, Fla.
