Testimonies of Healing

Several years ago, when I was utterly discouraged, — sick in mind and sick in body,—despairing of regaining the health and happiness that seemed to have been lost, I went to a Christian Scientist, hoping to be freed from the pain that had been my companion for so long, but knowing nothing regarding this Science except that it promised physical relief, not even then appreciating the fact that it was in any way connected with religion. My thought always turns lovingly to that time when almost at once the burden of suffering and sorrow was lifted, and a new world took the place of the old.

One afternoon last October the family of Mr. G.

It is about a year since I became interested in Christian Science. For a year and a half previous to that time I was altogether miserable and unhappy.

One afternoon last October my husband, my daughter and myself were poisoned with mushrooms. At the sight of the mushrooms I had smiled, for I remembered having seen many years ago a row of mummies in the vault of a church in France, in a part of the country where mushrooms abound.

In March, 1903, I was brought home from the hospital where I had been taken for an operation for the removal of a growth on the liver. One prominent physician had said that an operation would be useless, as I could not live through it, but two others pronounced my case incurable without it.

In March, 1901, when fifty-nine years of age, I was taken to a hospital, where two physicians pronounced my case a severe form of rheumatic trouble. While I was in the hospital one doctor was in daily attendance, and two others studied my case with him.

In 1897 I was in an advanced stage of a supposedly inherited lung trouble. My mother and my four sisters had passed away with the disease under the best medical attendance obtainable.

It is with gratitude, and the hope that it may be the means of helping others to find the truth, that I send this testimony. In 1904, while visiting in San Francisco, I became very ill and suffered intensely.

I have been intensely interested and greatly benefited by a careful study of Christian Science for the past two years. In February, 1904, I had what is called "a tobacco heart," and suffered from nervousness and constant dizziness until the following August.

I came into Christian Science about two years ago From my earliest recollection I had never known what it was to be well and strong, and no mortal can know how I suffered the last thirty years previous to my release from these bonds. The mental suffering was the greater, although the physical was terrible at times.