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I have so very much for which to...

From the September 1917 issue of The Christian Science Journal


I have so very much for which to be grateful to Christian Science that it is hard to know where to begin to tell about it. For something like nineteen years it has been my only help, and it has never failed me when honestly applied.

A few months ago my little girl, aged six, had complained all day of her throat. She woke that night crying with the pain, so I took her into my room and began to give her Christian Science treatment; but she seemed to get worse and her breathing became very difficult. All I had ever heard of throat conditions came into my thought, though I realized that her only chance was for me to turn right away from what the senses were testifying to, and see God and His idea. This I resolutely did, and after a short time her breathing grew easier. I maintained the facts of God and man in His image for about three hours. Gradually the pain seemed to go to her ears, and at the end of the three hours a lot of watery matter came away through them. She was deaf for about a week, but after that was normal in every way.

What Christian Science meant to me during the Sinn Fein rising I can never properly express. My cook had on that Easter Monday gone up to Belfast by an excursion train for the day. As we live outside Dublin, that meant going into Harcourt Street station from here, driving across Dublin to Amien Street station, there to get the tram for Belfast. At two o'clock in the day I first heard of the outbreak, the rumors getting worse and worse as the afternoon wore on. I knew that this girl would not hear of the rising till she got to Dublin, owing to the wires being cut, and as the Harcourt Street station had been taken there were no trains running out to us, so the problem of her reaching home that night took on considerable proportions. I first tried to get a taxi to go for her to Amien Street station, but that was impossible; then I made inquires about walking in to meet her, but the chances of missing her in the crowd were too great. There seemed to be no human way of helping her, but I felt that there is always God's way and that He would guide her and take care of her.

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