I did not come into Christian Science for physical healing. It was the result of a long search for Truth. When a small child I first heard the story of Solomon, and this filled me with a great desire for understanding. So I asked for it, just as he did, praying night and day for it. After many years of diligent searching, "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mary Baker Eddy was put into my hands. The first chapter was enough to assure me that I had no further need to ask, for I had found understanding. From that day Christian Science has been the basis of my living, and I have found that when I have unreservedly put aside human will and personal desires to make room for the allness of God, Christian Science has never failed to meet the human need.
I am particularly grateful for the loving, loyal work of Christian Scientists during the war. The love and protection which flowed from The Mother Church enveloped me and gave me a sense of home, as the presence of God, beyond anything I had ever known. Here is one of the many healings brought about by Rest Room work: While in the Army, I had to wear shoes which were so hard that I could barely walk in them. Great blisters came on my heels, and one evening, in a very sore state, I dragged myself to a Rest Room and asked help of the one in charge there. This woman said to me, "That is friction; Love governs man." That was all she said, but it started a train of thought. I realized that I was in a constant state of irritation against what seemed to me the unnecessary hardness and pettiness of the Army rules which then governed us. I saw that because divine Love is All and infinite, no one could be beyond its government, and therefore those who appeared to be making these petty rules were in reality reflecting the perfect harmony and impartiality of divine Love, in whose allness there could be no place for hardness and fear.
When I put on my shoes to go back to the barracks, I could hardly walk, but the loving friend in the Rest Room encouraged and supported me. All the way back I thought of Love's allness and completely rose above all sense of irritation. On arrival I did not even remember why I had visited the Rest Room, so filled was my thought with divine Love. The whole incident was entirely forgotten until the next morning, when I put my hand down to my feet and pulled large pieces of skin off my heels. Underneath was smooth new skin, and the heels were in perfect condition. I wore the shoes from that day without any further discomfort. The sense of annoyance and resentment which had filled me was replaced by a desire to co-operate, for I now saw all under the one harmonious government of divine Love.
