It is not so often in our hours of ease that we gain the clearest understanding of God's healing, saving power, as in those testing times when error is screaming its loudest, endeavoring to destroy the Christ-idea. This has been true through all the ages, as well as in modern times, and it was true in my experience.
As a very young girl the supposititious law of inherited asthma began to manifest itself, and the attacks became more frequent and severe as I grew older. After I was married the physicians advised my husband that a change of climate might help me. They said that I could never be healed, but that I might live longer and more comfortably in a higher altitude. We therefore began journeying from place to place, seeking the right atmospheric conditions, and trying every remedy known to medical science.
I came to California to care for a sister who was ill. Here I found that the attacks were very much worse than in any other place where I had lived. A long hard struggle for life ensued. I could not lie down to sleep, and all the sleep I had was induced through the use of stupefying inhalants. One morning, after a night through which it seemed I could not possibly live, I asked my husband if he were willing for me to try Christian Science. He said, "Yes, we have tried everything else, and you continue to grow steadily worse." Early and eagerly I called a practitioner, and with the greatest effort reached her office. Very lovingly and patiently she showed me the way out
