Several times I have tried to express my gratitude in words for what Christian Science has done for me, but each time the words seemed utterly cold and inadequate to convey any realization of the peace and happiness I experienced when I first caught a glimpse of the truth which frees us from our Egyptian taskmasters. A longing, such as only a sick mother knows, a longing to be well and able to care for my children, led me to investigate Christian Science. I had been ill for about three years and the last year of the three was spent in suffering untold.
My physician was a gentleman, and one who stood high in his profession, yet after following his directions I found myself no better, even worse. For twelve years I had been a member of an orthodox church in which I was an active worker. In my distress I called upon the Lord and prayed and trusted to the best of my understanding, yet my suffering became so intense that I could sleep only when completely exhausted.
There seemed nothing left but hospital treatment. I shrank from this with terror, as I feared the verdict that might be passed upon me. However, I consented to go after a trial of Christian Science, should it fail to relieve me of my suffering, as soon as I felt equal to an eighteen mile trip on the train, which I dreaded, for the least jarring distracted.
