Over twenty-five years ago I was suffering from a large internal growth, which had been pronounced incurable. My kind physician at last informed me as gently as he could that medical science could do no more for me and that I had a year or possibly a year and a half in which to live. Then and there I told him that I was going to at least try Christian Science, although I had little knowledge of what this Science is. The doctor said that if it should heal me, he wanted to be the first one to shake my hand.
I turned at once to Christian Science, purchased the textbook, "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mary Baker Eddy, and obtained the help of a practitioner. For a while I became worse rapidly. My eyesight failed until I became totally blind, and I was almost completely paralyzed. One evening matters came to a climax. I was having great difficulty in breathing, and I knew that I was losing ground. However, my attention was suddenly alerted, and I heard a conversation carried on by my husband and the practitioner. My husband said earnestly, "If Christian Science heals my wife, I'll be the best Christian Scientist you have in your organization."
The reply of the practitioner was: "Don't say that. If Christian Science is not the truth, you do not want it, even if it heals her. If it is the truth, you want it, even if she is not healed." My thought joyfully agreed with and accepted those statements.
