I desire to be counted with him who returned to give thanks for his healing as recorded in the seventeenth chapter of Luke.
Three years ago the passing on of my cousin, who had been my girlhood companion, changed my entire plan of living. When my husband had passed away some years before, the need to reflect both father-and mother-love to my family had helped to sustain me. I studied Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy as though I had never read it before, and gained strength and courage to go on.
After the second experience, however, I found myself alone in a home which my cousin and I had hoped to enjoy together. The shock of her passing after we had been in this home only three weeks manifested itself physically. I began to suffer from arthritis, but even though it was painful for me to move, I knew that I could keep going, for swelling and soreness have no foundation in Truth. When I realized that in reality there had been no death, no change, that my home is in spiritual consciousness, that the true sense of body is the individual spiritual consciousness of right ideas, my joints gradually became normal, and I was free.
