With heartfelt gratitude I wish to testify to the healing power of Christian Science. In 1918, 1 suffered from the grippe, and afterwards from attacks with which the physicians were not even acquainted, and which frequently recurred three or four times daily. After these attacks I was always completely exhausted for several days. In the spring of 1921, I became very ill. Not knowing of anything better, we sought the help of physicians. During three years we consulted eight physicians; but all in vain. None of them really knew what the trouble was, and none of their diagnoses agreed. It was feared that I would become suddenly blind or lame. What fearful thoughts these were!
I was permitted to go to dear friends, where I had formerly spent several months recuperating. This time the trouble did not yield at all, although I was in the fresh air. Instead of improving it grew worse, so that we were compelled to consult a physician there, who recommended a diet. For three weeks I ate nothing but gruel, rusks, and milk. Although I was obedient to all the orders of the physician,—and these were many,— my condition did not improve. I longed greatly to be at home, as the thought came to me that if I had to die, I wished to be at home with my dear ones. For this reason my parents came with sorrowful hearts to take me home. My mother had not given up hope entirely, however, as a friend had told her of Christian Science, and had given her the address of a practitioner. I had, of course, lost confidence completely in all physicians; and we tried Christian Science as a last resort.
We went to a practitioner as soon as possible, and treatment was most lovingly given. She explained to me that I did not need to fear the trouble; that God—Truth, Life, and Love—is infinite good. Oh, how relieved and happy I felt! An indescribable heaviness, which had depressed me greatly, left me. From day to day I felt stronger, and the trouble did not reappear.
