I did not seek Christian Science for the healing, though it was needed very much. Always an earnest seeker after truth, the Bible was my constant companion, and every book that would throw light on its teaching I was eager to read. I had sought help from every known creed in the British Isles but was still unsatisfied. I knew God was a God of love (in this my faith was never shaken), and that some day I would understand, though perhaps not in this life. From childhood my life had been full of sickness and sorrow. I wondered why God allowed such things, and often prayed that He would take me away from earth, being afraid to live lest I should do something that would doom me to eternal punishment.
One day a friend asked me to attend a Christian Science service with her, and I gladly did so. When a copy of The Christian Science Quarterly was put in my hand I knew I had found the truth about God; indeed, I never doubted it for one moment. Later I bought Science and Health and read it with joy unspeakable. I had found the "pearl of great price" and wanted everybody to know of it, for the desire to know God had brought me blessings never dreamed of.
I had always been delicate, and suffered from severe bilious attacks, which prostrated me for days. While reading Science and Health I felt a great change come over me, and before I was half-way through the book I felt like a new creature. That was over eight years ago, and there has never been a return of this ailment, for I was completely healed. Up to this time my one desire had been that I might soon die, but now my gratitude was unbounded; there was joy in living. A year later my hands were very unsightly with chilblains, so one night I spoke about it to a practitioner. She talked to me for a while, and next morning my hands were better. That was seven years ago, and this difficulty has never returned, though I had previously suffered from it every winter.
