Ten years ago, as a result of friendly conversations with Christian Scientists and reading the book A Century of Christian Science Healing, my interest in this religion was roused. It is because I consider membership in the Church of Christ, Scientist, to be a blessing and privilege, that I submit the following testimony.
Over nine years ago I had my first healing in Christian Science. Prior to that time my personal and professional life was in shambles. At one point, as a respite, I had agreed to return home and supervise my mother's business so that she and my father could take a trip to Europe. I was fearful and depressed. Then, several weeks prior to my arrival, I began to manifest signs of internal bleeding. So, the day after my parents' departure, I had an examination by our family physician. Though he was kind, the apprehensive expression on his face following the examination only heightened my anxiety. He asked me to give him a call the following week, and I left his office—frozen with fear. This took place on a Monday. That night I spent hours tearfully reaching out for help—a pleading prayer of what to do. At dawn came the thought to call a Christian Science practitioner.
Though I had a conviction deep down inside that God was good, my reasoning to that conviction was fuzzy. I recall telling the practitioner I contacted by phone that I could not accept the belief that God had caused my problem. Her encouraging words, "You're halfway home. Come down to see me," brought my first smile in days.
