It was my privilege to attend a Christian Science Sunday School, and I had my first proof of God's power to heal in my early teens. I was playing baseball on the school playground when I hurt myself and fell and found I was unable to stand upright.
A Christian Science practitioner whom I knew lived directly across the street from the playground, and with some difficulty because of severe pain, I managed to get to her home. She answered my ring of her doorbell and had me come in to take a seat in her living room. She gave me treatment, and in a few minutes the pain was gone. I thanked her and returned to the playground to play ball.
Several years later I was being examined by a United States Army doctor. He asked me when I had been treated for a hernia. I told him I did not recall having such treatment. He said that I apparently had had one and that the resulting healing was perfect in every respect. I then recalled the playground experience and realized I had been healed of a hernia.
