Testimonies of Healing

The following two healings took place some years ago when I was in high school, and it’s past time to put them on record in the hope they might be helpful to others. During a junior varsity football game I injured my lower back.

In the Bible, Paul counsels his fellow Christians, then and now, to “pray without ceasing” ( I Thessalonians 5:17 ). This was always puzzling to me.

Despite completing a driver’s education program and receiving a learner’s permit at age sixteen, I didn’t start driving regularly until two years later during my first year of college. I had suffered a persistent feeling of dread and danger at the thought of operating a vehicle on my own, to the extent that I wouldn’t drive unless it was absolutely required of me.

Growing up in Christian Science has allowed me to witness and demonstrate wonderful healings. Relying on God for answers has always been the center of my life, and I am grateful to have seen His work in action.

One night as I was getting ready to go to bed, I suddenly felt very ill. I have no idea what the problem was, but it caused a great deal of discomfort internally.

I would like to share an experience I had a few years ago, when I was making arrangements to visit my father-in-law in another city with my husband and children. Taking advantage of the fact that we would be away from home for a few days, my husband and I decided to fumigate outside around the perimeter of our house, a task I had performed before on several occasions.

One day, while I was out walking, I tripped and fell hard on my knee. I felt a sharp pain, and I was screaming.

I rejoice for the most wonderful Christmas gift I could have asked for—the freedom to walk freely. Last year, while I was helping a friend about ten days before Christmas, I found it painful to walk.

I started wearing glasses in middle school because I was diagnosed with astigmatism. After graduating from college, I took Christian Science class instruction, which gave me a clearer understanding of man as God’s perfect spiritual reflection, and I realized I needed to challenge a limited, material view of eyesight as something that can be lost or distorted.

After leaving home and moving to a house of my own, I was working on some carpentry and injured myself, such that there was evidence of internal bleeding. It is an understatement to say that I was frightened.