It was in an hour of agony when the most powerful opiates failed even to relieve my suffering, that Christian Science came to the rescue with immediate relief. Connected with my trouble were long periods of sleeplessness, times when sleep seemed almost a thing unknown to me. During these nights of wakefulness I remember the only thing that comforted me was the thought of the morning. Night after night I would sit by the window and watch for the signs of the dawn, and with the first visible rays of light without, I would find myself wondering if there would ever be a morning to this long night of darkness within.
The healing touch of Christian Science came into my life like the dawn of a bright, beautiful morning, with rays of light, hope, comfort, peace, rest. Previous to my healing my concept of God was a Being who took from mortals all that life holds most dear in order to make them better—to prepare them for happiness and heaven somewhere beyond the grave. From early childhood I had heard and read the story of man made in God's image and likeness, having dominion. The teachings of Christian Science have enabled me to know this as something more than a beautiful story, to know God as a God of Love, how health, happiness, heaven can be realized here and now. Christian Science is a religion that opens wide the prison doors to them that are bound; and when I say bound, I do not mean iron links that make up a chain to bind man, but I mean the silent, unexpressed midnight mental struggles for freedom, struggles for individual rights; I mean hearts crushed and bound by grief and sorrow, imposition, sin, and fear; whose only hope for freedom is in death. This first appealed, and still appeals, to me, as a religion that enters darkest human prisons, opening doors that can never be closed to man's God-given dominion and freedom.
Kansas City, Mo.
