Testimonies of Healing

I feel that I should witness to what Christian Science has done for my enlightenment and salvation. During nearly forty years I was a pastor of churches of one of the larger bodies of professing Christians.

I have read other people's testimonies in the Christian Science periodicals for twenty years, and listened to those given at the midweek meetings for many years, but every time I have tried to tell about a few of the many wonderful benefits we have experienced in our family, some argument would hinder me. I have learned, however, that any expression of good, any desire to help others, comes from God; that I am only a channel through which good is expressed.

" Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, and thou hast delivered me. " This is always my psalm of gratitude for having been delivered from a life of sickness and sin.

It is with a heart overflowing with gratitude and joy that I should like to express what Christian Science has done for me. In these last five years, since I turned to Christian Science, many physical ills have been overcome in our family and harmony restored.

Many years before taking up the study of Christian Science I was healed by it of a very severe spinal disease. Fearing a doctor would say I needed to be operated upon, my parents called for Christian Science help.

It is with a deep sense of gratitude to God, and an earnest hope that it may benefit some one seeking the truth, that I write this testimony. Six years ago I was led to a Christian Science practitioner.

I have gone through what is considered a marvelous and wonderful experience by those who know me. There came a time, rather quickly and unexpectedly, when all joy, pleasure, position, health, home, family, and happiness were crowded out of my life.

It is a great pleasure to give this testimony of the protecting and healing power of divine Love, as revealed and made practicable to-day through Christian Science. In the fall of 1911 I was traveling on a passenger train, riding in the car next the engine, when our train collided head-on with a freight train.

It was my privilege to serve my country in the late war for a period of fifteen months; and during that time I often experienced the unlabored operation of Christian Science as a protective agency. In 1918, I was stationed at a concentration camp in the South.

The privilege of being a student of the inspired writings of Mary Baker Eddy has brought to me the only understanding of God I have. Since I never thought I needed God until I became "incurably" ill, I can now see how important it is for religion to include the command of Christ Jesus to "heal the sick," else, when I reached "man's extremity," I should not have found it to be "God's opportunity," as revealed in Christian Science.