I had a demonstration a few weeks ago that I wish to tell of, it meant so much to me.
My husband has a place rented two or three miles from home, where sometimes he pastures his cows. Frequently at night I go with him when he goes to milk, taking our little girl of three years. The house on the place is empty and sometimes the little one and I go in there if it is cool or windy outside. One afternoon when the child was playing near the top of the stairs, she slipped and fell over the side to the floor of the room below, a distance of nine or ten feet. I reached her as soon as possible, and holding her in my arms declared God's allness. Soon she stopped crying and asked for the book she had been playing with. She complained of her right shoulder whenever she turned her head, but I was prompt in denying error. When we got home I put her to bed as usual, but in turning, or moving in any way, she would scream with pain, so I took her with me and all the night through, whenever she moved, I asserted the utter impossibility of God's child being hurt, until in the morning she turned on her right side and, slipping the injured arm under my head, said, "I am not tired now, I'm all well." Now comes the, to me, wonderful part. When my husband examined her he said, "Her collarbone is dislocated just as mine was; it sticks up in front just the same;" but hers has never troubled her for a moment since, while at the time of his accident, two years ago, his fear was so great that he could not turn his head or move his arm for nearly two weeks without most excruciating pain.
I began my study of the Science for the spiritual teaching that I knew it must contain. My growth has been slow, but Love is driving the clouds away and I am very grateful for the truth that makes us free.
