My mother came into Christian Science when I was a teen-ager. At the time, I was suffering from hay fever. After seeing many doctors and undergoing numerous tests for allergies, I had become resigned to living with the situation. However, I was completely healed of the condition with one visit to a Christian Science practitioner, and there has not been the slightest recurrence of hay fever since that day.
In her later years, my mother was healed of a goiter. This difficulty had seemed slow in yielding. Then one day, when she was trying on a new dress, my mother mentioned to me that she would need a scarf to hide the goiter. I responded, "You don't need a scarf. You're beautiful." To be absolutely honest, I didn't put any importance on this conversation at the time. But my mother told me later that this was what had dispelled the mesmerism, or belief in disease, and allowed her to see herself as she really was, a perfectly formed idea of God. The goiter, which had been unsightly, vanished within a few days; and for the rest of her life, some thirty years, my mother was never bothered by this ailment again.
When she was past the age of seventy-five, she fell and broke her wrist. It was put in a simple sling, and a practitioner was requested to pray for her. Within three weeks, my mother was using both hands as usual, and even sewing on a large braided rug. Her healing had come through scientific prayer alone.
