Testimonies of Healing

Our communities, as well as our lives, are truly held in God's gentle, protective care. Recently I had an opportunity to witness God's control of my life.

Twenty-six years ago I was heavily burdened with a difficult family situation and financial problems. I was also physically run-down and suffering with stomach ulcers.

My husband and I had a wonderful introduction to Science when the prayer of a Christian Science practitioner healed our child. We were told by medical authorities that the boy would have to undergo tests for the breathing difficulty he was already receiving medication for.

Two years ago, a month before I was to become head librarian of our Christian Science Reading Room, I became very ill. There was severe pain in the lower part of my back and stomach.

To me the most valuable aspect of Christian Science is the joy it brings—the consciousness that good is enveloping us because God is its source. This awareness of the divine presence promotes confidence to find proper solutions and try new skills, progress in learning how to love, and daily opportunities to grow spiritually through efforts to heal whatever is discordant in our lives.

All during my childhood I tried to find the answer to "Who or what is God?" Much of my childish conception of Deity was tainted by fear. My parents couldn't help me, nor could my Sunday School teachers in the church we then attended.

Healings in Christian Science are often instant, but sometimes deeper study and spiritual lessons precede the completion of a healing. As I have relied on Science since I was a small child, my gratitude is great for many instantaneous or quick healings.

From the time I was a young woman I had occasional bouts with depression. This happened when I felt unable to cope with things.

While serving as Second Reader in our branch Church of Christ, Scientist, I developed the symptoms of laryngitis on a Friday evening. Saturday morning I called a Christian Science practitioner, and within two hours I could talk without effort.

Not long after the end of the Second World War, I tried to destroy my own life. My submission to so-called laws of heredity, inferiority complexes, circumstances connected with family disharmony, and war disturbances had caused deep depression and finally despair.