It has been such a blessing to me for so long a time to read the testimonies in the Christian Science periodicals that I must prove my gratitude for this channel of good by sharing one or two of my healings with others who are seeking inspiration as I have done for so many years. Christian Science has meant everything to me and mine. It was a constant guide in the raising of a family of two boys, who have now grown to manhood.
A healing which I should like to share and which I hope will be helpful is one that I had over thirty-five years ago. Until then, I had not been an earnest student of Christian Science and only read the Lesson-Sermon in the Christian Science Quarterly at intervals when there was a need. However, I did attend church regularly with my mother and later with my husband.
At a time of childbirth my condition was such that the doctor in attendance told my husband it was doubtful that I would live. A Christian Science practitioner, who had been called earlier, was working for me, and a devoted Christian Science nurse was in constant attendance. The following stanza from one of Mary Baker Eddy's hymns was a constant help and reassurance that all was well (Poems, p. 4):
