I cannot find words to express my gratitude for all that Christian Science has done for me. Through reading the Bible and the textbook, "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mrs. Eddy, I was healed of what the doctors called fibroid tumor, of weak eyes and nerves, and of neuralgic headaches that had followed me since childhood. I could not remember ever being free from headache more than a few days at a time. In the fall of 1914 I was sentenced to undergo an operation and was about ready to submit, although I did not expect to be brought home alive. My son was sent for, and when he came he brought a copy of Science and Health that had been lent him by a friend. I had never heard of this teaching except to hear it condemned, and was disgusted when he wanted me to read the book; but after a while to please him I began to do so. I had not read many pages before it became clear to me that Christian Science was not what I supposed it to be, but yet I was afraid of it. Two or three days later, however, a letter was received from a relative of my husband telling me of her healing through Science of the same or a similar trouble. After that I began to read in earnest. I got the Bible and also the dictionary to aid me and had not read Science and Health through before there was a great change in my condition. My eyes stopped hurting me and I could see as well as ever, and I could eat without any bad results things that had seemed to cause me much distress. Then one morning I arose and all the world seemed changed,—I was healed.
The Bible is an everyday study now, whereas I used only to look at it a few times in a year and then did not understand it. Since my first reading of the textbook I have never used medicine in any form. A felon disappeared in two treatments, and cuts have healed without leaving a scar. Last winter, during the so-called epidemic of influenza, our six children were taken with all the symptoms of the ailment, but as a result of Science treatment were back at school in less than ten days. One little boy, eight years old suffered terribly with pain in head and lungs and was nearly blind, but he was healed very quickly; the fever that bad seemingly been as high as it could possibly go, left him at four o'clock in the afternoon, contrary to the old thought. The next morning early he was up as usual and that afternoon he went outdoors.
For nearly five years I have not spent one whole day in bed at one time. Discords have come up, but they have been quickly overcome by the application of the truth. I can only say with the psalmist, "The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust." How can we help being grateful to Mrs. Eddy, who has done so much for suffering humanity!— Deposit, N . Y.
