
Testimonies of Healing
SOME YEARS AGO, while driving to my son's school to pick him up, I was involved in a serious collision. A car ran a red light at high speed and hit my small car broadside.
READINGS ON A RECENT Wednesday at our branch church included beautifully arranged citations from the Bible and from Science and Health, paralleling the Beatitudes with the tenets of Christian Science. It was such an uplifting correlation and reminded me of a healing that had taken place six years earlier.
MY HUSBAND AND I always imagined our life together with children. After the first month of our trying, and my not getting pregnant, we were disappointed.
A Few Years Ago, some irritating and painful growths appeared on a portion of my foot and toes. I knew that these could be healed solely through prayer, and I prayed specifically about it on several occasions.
One Evening My Son, Brian, and I were headed out to attend a midweek testimony meeting at our church. Pressed for time, we hurried down the steps from the family room into the garage, neither of us bothering to turn on the light.
YEARS AGO, While raising three small children, I began having difficulty swallowing. So much so, I found it necessary to switch to a diet of only baby food, and I rapidly lost weight.
I FIRST HEARD ABOUT Christian Science from friends some 18 years ago. For years, we often talked about Christian Science.
ONE EVENING a number of years ago my husband noticed a large lump on one of my breasts as I was putting on my nightgown. This discovery was terrifying, not only because it brought to mind a well-publicized disease, but because I had found that it was always easier to pray about challenges without the added pressure of concerned family.
"PUSH YOURSELF!" Billy Blanks, the exercise guru, shouted from the TV screen. I complied—wishing to get the most out of my Taebo workout.
A LITTLE OVER A YEAR AGO, I began having severe pains in one of my ankles. There didn't seem to be any reason for it—I hadn't fallen or landed hard on this ankle—but at times the pain would come on so strong that I would jump as if someone had stuck me with a needle.