When Christian Science was first brought to my notice, about nine years ago, I was in the depths of despair, having no God, and therefore no hope. At that time I was living with my mother, who was always more or less of an invalid; and I had quite made up my mind, as I thought, to end my own life, as soon as my mother passed on. The apparent sufferings of mankind were a source of worry to me, and I prayed every night for many months that if a good God really existed He would reveal Himself to me so that I might understand the meaning of life.
I had looked into several religions, also natural science and spiritualism, but could get no satisfaction. One day I was reading a book on new-thought while in a train in my own locality, when a lady sitting next to me, a stranger, remarked that I appeared to be reading an interesting book and asked if it was on the subject of Christian Science. I told her that I had never heard of Christian Science, and she then offered to take me to a Wednesday evening testimony meeting in London. I gladly accepted the offer, as I desired to look into anything that might give me hope.
My first attendance at a Christian Science testimony meeting convinced me that I had found that for which I had been searching; and there and then the Bible, which I had long ago discarded, became one of my treasured possessions. Soon after this I lost home, relations, and friends, and had to rely solely on God; but I can now truthfully say that I have been made glad by every experience. I have been healed of tuberculosis and tonsillitis, both of which healings were instantaneous; also of sorrow and many faults of character.
