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.
