
Testimonies of Healing
When I was growing up, I came down with tonsillitis about every other year. The family doctor would prescribe an antibiotic for me, and the tonsillitis would go away.
After 25 years of marriage, I divorced, changed careers, sold the house, and moved to a large city, all within a few months. Thinking I was enjoying my freedom, I developed a lifestyle of immoral behaviour and self-indulgence to accompany an ongoing drinking habit.
Twelve years ago, when I was nineteen, I contracted a case of poison oak on my back. I'd come into contact with it while being intimate with a boyfriend.
When I was born in a North Dakota hospital, my parents were gently told to take me home with a nurse. Nothing could be done to save my life, and it would be kinder for my mother not to have to wait at the hospital.
My trust in God to heal every disease was reinforced recently. A noticeable lump had appeared on my back, lasting for a year, despite my somewhat desultory daily prayer about it.
When my husband and I decided to start our family, I turned to God in prayer. Before we were married, I was told I had a malformed uterus, which the doctor said would make getting pregnant extremely difficult, if not impossible.
A year ago , my husband and I were eagerly awaiting the birth of our first child. During my pregnancy, we both prayed to understand more about our spiritual identity and that of our baby—that we were and are all children of God.
The phrase "Love is the liberator," found in Science and Health , page 225 , reminds me of a moment of spiritual understanding I had that resulted in a physical healing. When I was a teenager I had occasional internal discomfort.
Although I have had numerous healings through prayer, two experiences that occurred in the mid-'90s are very special to me. The first took place on a Saturday morning.
One day I was coming home from my friend's house, but I couldn't get into our yard because the driveway gate was closed. So I banged on the gate, hoping that someone in the house would hear me and open it.