In December, 1920, I suddenly fell ill with a nervous disorder, which ended in total weakness of the muscles and in cerebral trouble that necessitated my leaving my work, for all mental effort had become impossible. Treatment was advised for me in a well-known clinic, where for three months I received the care that this kind of illness demanded; but I felt no benefit. I left more depressed than before, for in such an environment, surrounded by others suffering from the same trouble, I could make observations which served only to increase my fear of not being healed. In despair, I resolved to live in the country, in the quiet and invigorating air; but I obtained no relief, and my desire was to die, since I no longer hoped to become normal and active. At this moment I remembered Christian Science, of which I had heard two years before, but in which I was not then interested. I wrote to several Christian Science practitioners, who all lovingly showed an interest in me. I did not feel any better from the first treatments. The error was quite deep, and I did not realize that a complete change had to take place in my way of thinking, and a quantity of weeds to be rooted from my consciousness, notably bondage to the senses, which had held me for years. Through the consecration and kindness of a Christian Science practitioner the light came to me, and during the treatments I experienced a peace and mental quiet that had been unknown to me for several years. My condition improved rapidly, and I again found joy in living. Some months afterward I could resume my work; and I have not been absent since, although error has sometimes tried to limit me.
I am grateful to God, and also to the dear practitioners who have made Christ Jesus known to me as the Way-shower. I try to understand the truth better each day, and to apply it to my daily problems; and I have the assurance that divine Love always gives the correct solution. I am thankful to Mrs. Eddy, who, because of her untiring love for humanity, has worked to relieve so many lost in the night of error and materialism. —Lyon, France.