Some years ago I was away from my home for many months, seeking for some means of healing, for I had been told by doctors that not a single part or organ of my body was normal; that every possible material remedy had been tried without success; and that nothing more could be done for me, and they felt they could no longer take my money for trying to help me.
During this time I was asked by an aunt if I had ever read Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy, and I answered that I had never heard of it. She told me it was the Christian Science textbook and asked if I should like to read it. I said I should, so she put it into my hand. Eagerly I opened it and found that wonderful chapter on Prayer. I had read only a few pages when I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Oh! I could believe this!" Then I asked where I could get a copy of my own.
At that time I knew nothing of practitioners, but I read the textbook steadily, and in six weeks I went back home. This was at Whitsuntide, and that summer I took up all normal activities and did all the things that I had never expected to do again, such as playing tennis, rowing, bathing, and cycling. It was many months before I knew any other Christian Scientists, but I had never known life could be so wonderful and beautiful.
When I saw one of the doctors who had pronounced me incurable, he asked me what had happened. I told him that Christian Science had healed me, and he said, "Stick to it; it has done something that we could not do for you."
Many and varied have been the experiences I have come through since that time; but I have a better body, for as far as I know all its organs are now functioning properly and deformed bones have been corrected.
I was beautifully protected through the London blitzes. I led a normal, happy life, knowing that man is safe "in the secret place of the most High" and that nothing could enter consciousness "that defileth, ... or maketh a lie."
I feel that The Mother Church has sheltered me in its wonderfully safe protecting love ever since I became a member, and that I can never express enough of gratitude or loyalty to it for its every activity. For membership in a branch church and the joy that participation in its activities has brought to me, I can find no words to express what I feel.
For the greatest blessing that has ever come into my life, that of Christian Science, I am unutterably grateful, for it has shown to me something of the real joy of living and being.— London, England.
