Testimonies of Healing
Living In A Country of bicycle enthusiasts, I've come to appreciate riding a bike not only as a mode of transportation but as an enjoyable way to see nature's beauty. I've found this a wonderful time to commune with God, too.
As the author recognized the true nature of God as All and as completely good, she began to see that there was no reality in anything apart from divine good.
I WOKE UP one Monday morning at 5:30 feeling refreshed and inspired from the Christian Science Sunday church service I had attended the day before. I spent some time studying the weekly Bible Lesson from the Christian Science Quarterly, praying and doing some writing, as I usually do every morning.
SEVERAL YEARS AGO, I was suffering with unexplained muscle weakness and pain in my legs, arms, and hands. In October 2004, there were times I had to drag my feet to walk and could only hold my hands above my head for a few seconds.
FOR ABOUT SIX YEARS, I had been suffering with varying degrees of pain in my legs and hips—at times almost crippling. I was able to appear to function fairly normally and to keep up a brave front, though often I struggled with the pain.
ONE DAY over 40 years ago, while being driven by a Christian Scientist friend on a sightseeing outing, I started feeling pain in my chest. As the pain became increasingly uncomfortable, my friend drove me home and stayed with me for prayerful and practical support.
FOR NEARLY 20 YEARS I was addicted to cigarette smoking, and it was not easy for me to control or to quit it, because I didn't see anything wrong with it. I thought it helped me kill boredom and stress.
AFTER MY DAUGHTER CHARYS'S healing of depression (see pages 49–50), I began to read Science and Health. At first, I struggled a lot with Mary Baker Eddy's book.
I WANT TO EXPRESS my immense gratitude for Christian Science, because without it I never would have gotten through my rigorous PhD program, which lasted four and a half years. After strolling past a Reading Room in San Francisco in the early '90s, I decided to go in and read The Christian Science Monitor.
SEVERAL MONTHS AGO, as a grandmother, I applied to join the Peace Corps. They required that I have a thorough, detailed physical exam—a total of 25 pages of reports and test results.