After graduating from college I developed small growths around the fingernail of one finger. They did not bother me, and so I did nothing about them. Shortly after my marriage, however, they became enlarged and painful. We were staying with my husband's family at the time. One day I devoted the afternoon to praying about another problem I was having. The thought came to me that I should not worry about what I did not understand, but should be grateful for what I did understand of the Science of Christianity. I should continue to study and pray until I did understand what I needed to know to be healed. I went downstairs to help prepare dinner. In cleaning up a spill I bumped my finger. There was no pain. I looked and saw that one of the growths was gone. When I told my mother-in-law about this healing, she commented that such healing was "the sign of Immanuel, or 'God with us'" (see Science and Health, p. xi).
A few weeks later we moved to the community where I had lived as a little child. One afternoon I spent several hours visiting with the dear woman who had introduced Christian Science to my family. We spoke with gratitude of the many proofs of God's love and care our families had experienced over the years. That evening I noticed that the remaining growths were much smaller. Over the next few days they completely disappeared. At the same time I was healed of painful corns on my toes, and an area of rough, dry skin on another finger was replaced by soft, smooth skin. All of these healings have been permanent for over thirty years.
During the time I conducted church services as First Reader for my branch church, I had two healings that took place during the services. One Sunday as I arranged my books on the desk before the service a wave of illness swept over me. I returned quickly to the room I used in preparation for the service, saying nothing to anyone. I prayed vigorously to understand that God was completely in control of His service and of those whom He chooses to serve Him. I knew that I was not responsible for the harmony and order of the service. God had already established it, and I was participating in it. I claimed my spiritual perfection as the reflection of God, and knew that every statement of Truth that came to me brought God's power directly to bear on any suggestion of illness, to utterly destroy it. And I thanked God for healing me of this false belief.
