Testimonies of Healing

It is with much joy and gratitude that I send this testimony of my healing in Christian Science. I had been ill with a complication of diseases for more than fifteen years, a constant sufferer night and day.

" Is there no balm in Gilead; is there no physician there?" expresses the state of my consciousness which was answered by the sweet assurance, "To those leaning on the sustaining infinite, today is big with blessings" (Science and Health, Pref. , p.

I take great pleasure in giving my testimony of what Christian Science has done for me, for my heart is so full of thankfulness to God that my great desire is to let others know of my experience. Two years ago I was compelled always to use one and much of the time two crutches to get around to attend to my household duties.

In September, 1910, on my way to the marine hospital at Port Townsend, Wash. , I met a man on the steamer who asked me what was the matter and where I was going.

I have so very much for which to be grateful to Christian Science that it is hard to know where to begin to tell about it. For something like nineteen years it has been my only help, and it has never failed me when honestly applied.

A number of years ago, while at the shore, I fell and broke my arm. When my husband asked me what I intended to do, I answered that I should have a surgeon; that if by morning conditions were no better we would go to the city, but in the mean time we would know that "divine Love always has met and always will meet every human need" (Science and Health, p.

For over six years I had been reading Science and Health, mostly with the desire for bodily health or ease from pain, and with little or no thought of any change in religious views, as I thought I was good enough. Then I was stricken with a very serious illness, but from the beginning refused to have a physician or medicine, as there was a sense of security in God's presence and power.

A native of Brussels, I found myself at Ostend when the war broke out. Being exempt from military service, I did not go to war, but my brothers went, and in October, after two months of waiting, I had to flee.

Each day brings to the student of Christian Science renewed assurance of the ever-presence and all-power of God. A recent experience gave me ample opportunity to test this.

It is with a deep sense of gratitude that I offer this testimony to the healing power of Christian Science. In July, 1908, when in a serious physical condition, I entered a local hospital.