"You ought to try Christian Science!" These words were spoken to us with great compassion some thirty years ago, when my husband was incapacitated a great deal of the time with attacks of asthma. We were at a very low ebb financially, and we had two babies to care for. Happiness seemed to elude us.
A gentleman whom we had known a few years before, when he was crippled with rheumatism, came to our home. He was perfectly well, upright and free. He told us that Christian Science had healed him. I was very skeptical about this at first, and even told him so. However, we seemed to be at the bottom of the well, with only one way to go—up.
We immediately made arrangements to learn about Christian Science. My husband went to another state, where he had a relative who was active in this religion. I located a Christian Science Reading Room in another town, since the small town where we were living had none.
