Testimonies of Healing

Two years ago I was an unhappy, suffering, and hopeless woman. I had been an invalid for eighteen years, and during that entire period I was seeking help from first one noted physician and then another, spending months at a time in sanitariums and hospitals, and undergoing various operations in a vain search for health.

Christian Science has meant to me release from the toils of agnosticism. From the time that I began to reason, I doubted the validity of theologies which were so at variance with my ideal concept of Deity.

I HAVE heard and I have read many wonderful testimonies of the power of God to heal the sick, but I regard my own healing as being far more wonderful than any of the cases that have come under my notice, for it has lifted me from the very depths of invalidism and despair to the heights of health and happiness. I was born a Jew, and brought up in the Jewish faith, but I was unable to reconcile its ancient formulae, law, and symbolism with the metaphysical and scientific advancement of the age.

Christian Science has been so much to me the past six or seven years that I hardly know how to begin to tell of its blessings. I was healed about ten years ago of chronic stomach trouble and paralysis, but the religion did not appeal to me until about three years later.

It was during the month of September, 1887, that I first heard of Christian Science. All through my early life I had been troubled a great deal with hereditary neuralgia and catarrh.

From childhood, until fourteen years ago, I never knew a day when I felt perfectly well. At this time I was led, through the healing of one of the family, to study the book, Science and Health by Mrs.

It is with a heart full of gratitude for the many blessings I have received through the study and practice of Christian Science, that I give this testimony of healing, with the earnest desire that all who read it may receive encouragement and help. Two years ago I came to Colorado, on account of consumption.

From childhood I was at war with orthodox doctrines as taught me by my grandfather, a stern, uncompromising religionist. They aroused a fierce, antagonistic spirit within me.

That I find life to-day worth living, I owe entirely to Christian Science. It found me after weary years of invalidism, during which every known remedy had been tried but without avail, and there seemed to be nothing left but to linger on in the same unhappy state.

I did not come into Christian Science through the door of physical healing for myself, but through the remarkable healing of my mother. Eighteen years ago she was so ill with cancer of the stomach that materia medica declared her case to be hopeless, and that she could not possibly live longer than six weeks.