I shall always be grateful that Christian Science found me at an age which allowed me the wonderful privilege of attending a Sunday School for a period of a year and a half. This great blessing still continues to unfold. It changed my outlook and gave me a new and brighter view of life. As more of the truth of God and man was gained and clearly realized, recurring sore throats and bilious attacks were healed, as well as severe attacks of migraine, which had troubled me intermittently for about three years.
In our family of four children we have had many healings as the result of our study of this practical religion. Our son was healthy at birth and remained so until he was introduced to solid food. Several months elapsed before I realized that there was some physical difficulty to be healed. No matter how slowly he was given food, after a period he began to cry. Eventually it became evident that the child was crying from hunger as well as pain because he could not assimilate his food.
At this stage I rang a practitioner and told her of the problem. During the short conversation the practitioner voiced the words, "Perfect God and perfect creation." Afterwards I knew those few words marked the turning point in this experience. From that moment I stopped thinking and talking about food and turned my thought to God, endeavoring to know the completeness and allness of His divine creation. This was not easy to do, because the baby cried almost constantly. I gained much help and inspiration from an article in the Journal entitled "A Blessing, Not a Burden." One day while we were at a friend's home, the child was in such distress after his midday meal that I tried to ring the practitioner to ask her to help me to stand firm. However, I was unable to reach her.
My friend's home overlooked the ocean, and I turned and looked out over it as I stood by the telephone. These beautiful words from the Christian Science Hymnal came to me (No. 340):
There's a wideness in God's mercy, Like the wideness of the sea.
At that moment I saw in some measure the infinite Love that is God, and I was greatly uplifted and sustained.
Two weeks after the practitioner commenced treatment, for the first time the baby did not cry after his morning meal, and there was no further distress. In another two weeks he was well and expressing normal vigor and vitality.
This testimony would not be complete without an expression of my sincere gratitude for the joyous privilege our children are having in attending a Christian Science Sunday School, where they are learning the great facts of true being.
When the child mentioned above was about six years old, and a pupil in the Sunday School, he had a healing entirely through his own understanding of the truth. While working in the kitchen, I heard some scuffling at the back door. I looked and saw our son bending down and then I saw a trail of blood along the concrete path. He had cut his toe badly. He was not crying and had come quietly to the door; so I asked him if he had been knowing the truth. He said he had. Pressing a little further, I asked whether he had had any special thought. He was silent for a moment, then said, "No, but I just knew that I knew."
I washed his foot and covered the toe. This was in the middle of the afternoon. When I looked at his toe again, about the same time the next day, I found the deep cut completely closed. Only a red line remained, and that disappeared in a day or so.
There is not space enough in one testimony to tell of the many blessings we have had in our home through the study and application of Christian Science and of all the joy and peace, the health, comfort, and protection, that have been ours.
I am grateful for a deeper appreciation of The Christian Science Monitor and for the realization that wherever a copy of the Monitor is, there is represented in some measure the power, purity, and love of God through Christian Science.
For Christ Jesus, for our beloved Leader and her unselfed love, for the wonderful privilege of class instruction, and for all the activities of the Christian Science movement, I am sincerely grateful.— Hurstville, New South Wales, Australia.
