When my mother was a young married woman, she suffered for eight years from a stomach condition, and was like the woman in the Bible who "had suffered many things of many physicians, and had spent all that she had, and was nothing bettered, but rather grew worse" (Mark 5:26). A friend suggested that she try Christian Science, but it was not until the doctors said there was nothing more they could do for her that she finally went with her friend to see a Christian Science practitioner. She had been on a very strict diet for many years, but after returning from her visit with the practitioner she prepared and ate her favorite dinner, which consisted of food considered hard to digest. She experienced no ill effects. She had received an instantaneous healing.
As a result of this healing I was raised in Christian Science. My family has received many blessings from the study and practice of this practical religion. Our children have been healed, protected, and guided in school work. On two occasions we have been led to lovely homes, and our financial needs have always been beautifully worked out.
One Saturday morning we received a call telling us that the building adjacent to my husband's office was on fire. My husband left immediately for his office, and I stayed home to do metaphysical work. A short time later he called and said that he was not allowed to go into his office and that the fire chief said there was little hope of saving any of the buildings in the block. For hours I held to the thought (Science and Health, p. 293): "There is no vapid fury of mortal mind—expressed in earthquake, wind, wave, lightning, fire, bestial ferocity—and this so-called mind is self-destroyed." That statement by Mrs. Eddy and the Bible story of the three Hebrew men in the fiery furnace (see Dan. 3) sustained me.
