My mother first presented Christian Science to our home by making the statement that she was going to try it. She did, and received a healing. At her request, I attended a Wednesday evening testimony meeting in a Church of Christ, Scientist; and what I heard there convinced me that Christian Science was what I wanted, because it appealed to my reasoning.
My first healing came at the time of the First World War during an epidemic of influenza. I contracted a severe case, and a practitioner was called. There did not seem to be any immediate change, and my father became alarmed. However, he saw that I had taken a stand for Christian Science, and realizing the futility of insisting on the services of a doctor, he said no more. Of course, the healing came.
At one time a fur piece, which had been lost in the subway, was recovered upon the instant declaration that there are no losses in divine Mind. A sprained toe was healed in twenty-four hours, and I was able to go dancing the next day.
