It is hardly possible here to tell of the countless healings through Christian Science I have had in almost four decades. But certainly the fact is worth mentioning that during the fourteen years I lived with my family in a tropical country we were stricken with none of the diseases considered common in that country, and we all enjoyed the best of health.
By clinging to the strength and power of God to effect healings in no time, I was healed early last year of a severe heart attack that looked to my family like an infarct, so they said. When the condition had persisted for several hours, although I was regularly in touch with a practitioner by telephone, my family wanted to call a doctor. It was a Sunday, and it took a long time to locate a doctor. I asked for a delay of just half an hour, because I was convinced that the healing would take place. In spite of this, the condition did not improve. I was so weak that even my voice failed. I recall the loving voice of the practitioner as he said: "Let me carry you to the healing." I felt myself enveloped and sheltered in Love. A few minutes after that—it must have been the tenth telephone call that day—I felt my strength return. The pains disappeared, and with a fairly loud voice I called my anxious daughter and told her, "Here you see a Christian Science healing." My color was normal again.
I had barely said this when the doctor appeared. He ascertained that there was nothing wrong with me. To my family's question as to whether I could undertake a ten-hour train trip the next day, he asserted that nothing was standing in the way. After the doctor had gone, I dressed and joined my family, who could not quite understand it all. The next morning I set out on the planned journey, faced with managing two strenuous days with much running about and the long trip back. There was not the slightest difficulty; all was serenity and my giving thanks. There was no period of recuperation.
