I wish to testify to the fact that Christian Science has enabled me to understand the words. "God is Love."
After having passed through a severe trial, culminating in the loss of my two-year-old baby, I was told by our family physician that nervous prostration would be the inevitable result. At this juncture I received a letter from friends five hundred miles distant, from whom I had not heard directly for many years, which contained more comfort than did any of the other loving messages received at that time. After this word of cheer came I took medicine every half hour for a day or two, and then decided I did not wish any more. Instead of needing the services of the nurse whom my mother insisted upon securing for me. I went out into the bright sunshine and sat perfectly quiet for the greater part of several days with the thought "God is Love" constantly ringing in my ears. It was not a new thought and it had always been a comfort to me, but now it seemed particularly full of meaning, for during my trouble I had ceased to pray, since none of my petitions to God had been granted. I was trying to be still and realize that everything which comes to us is for our good. With this thought of love I became very calm, and while other members of the household spent sleepless nights, I could lie down and rest; while they went about the house with pale, disturbed faces, mine took on a hue of health.
I received other letters from these friends and continued to improve. Instinctively I turned toward them as being instrumental in bringing about this happy, buoyant condition of thought. I knew I had been strengthened by God, but why and how were questions which I felt I must have answered. After a few inquiries I learned that these friends were Christian Scientists and that Science and Health was their text-book. Knowing where I could secure a copy I borrowed the book, hoping to find the power by which this work was done. I read from soon after the evening meal until close to midnight and then retired, but not to sleep.
