I Would Like To Testify to an experience of mental surgery. Several years ago I was disturbed by a severe abdominal pain. When I touched the spot where it seemed to be, I was startled to feel a lump. Since I am a Christian Scientist and have had a multitude of healings throughout my life, I began to pray. I also called a Christian Science practitioner, whose loving stand for the ever-presence of God and for the perfection of His care for me quieted my fear.
My daughter, a Christian Science nurse, came to be near me. I could not walk because I was doubled over with pain. We decided that she would drive me to a Christian Science nursing facility. Although I was unaware of much that was going on, I cannot forget the comfort I felt from the nurses who greeted me with incomparable lovingkindness. A discharge from near my spine required bandaging, and this was cared for. The practitioner's steadfast assurance of my unchanging relation to God was like light in a darkroom. Gradually I began to rest, to sleep. The pain subsided.
However, the body still wasn't functioning correctly. Normal patterns of elimination had ceased. The practitioner and I talked of the presence of God's love in my home, and I began to see habitual views of homelife replaced by purer images of thought. This idea of purity was uppermost in my consciousness as I continued praying. In a week, bandaging was no longer necessary. My body eliminated something, and righted itself. Normality returned quickly. Lovingly, the practitioner kept me alert as to who I really am—God's image and likeness, intact, and wholly spiritual. The whole experience at the facility took about two weeks. I am everlastingly grateful to the practitioner. She continued to pray with me after I returned home to take up household duties, where my heart was filled with new views of God, my Life.
