One of the first times I was healed through Christian Science treatment was when I had been a Sunday School student for a couple of years. At the time I was a teenager and the challenge I was experiencing was difficulty breathing.
A few days before, I had visited a close friend from school in the hospital who had bronchial pneumonia. She needed an oxygen tent and I felt so sorry for her. Not long after, I felt very ill and had difficulty breathing myself.
My mother had called a Christian Science practitioner to pray for me, and my dad, who was not a Christian Scientist, initially agreed to this. But after I had not improved in a couple of days, my dad offered me some medicine. While I appreciated his concern and care, I felt such a strong conviction that God is my Physician and that He is tenderly caring for me. I told my dad I didn’t feel the pills could help me. Instead, I got up from bed, walked upstairs, and opened a window.
