I am grateful that I can testify to the fact that Christian Science heals. I started to use intoxicants about 1912. During my service in the Army in World War I, as well as the hectic years that followed up until 1964, I lived a very unstable life. I attended services of many denominations and read mystic and so-called metaphysical books, trying to find the truth of God and man. I owned a copy of Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy and had read it. But worldly thinking had such a hold on me that I did not understand it.
I tried to justify my wrong actions with my knowledge of anatomy, manipulation, and so-called health fads. In 1959, I wrote and published a book on health. In 1962, still continuing to violate God's laws, I began to reap what I had sown. I had an emergency operation for a strangulated hernia. In February, 1964, I was again stricken. An important bodily function had stopped completely, and again surgery put me back in business. This time I was informed by the doctors that I had a malignancy.
In May, 1965, I received a letter from my sister-in-law in Canada, asking me to deliver a message to a woman she had met while visiting me. That evening I went to the woman's home, was graciously received, delivered the message, and was about to leave when I saw a copy of Science and Health by her chair. I told her I had read the book, but did not understand it. I said that I had been in the health business for years, had written a book on the subject and had a copy in my car. Would she like to read it? Her answer was No, almost before I had finished the question.
