Testimonies of Healing
As a young woman I had a great longing to know more about God. I was a member of an orthodox church, which I attended regularly.
Mary Baker Eddy left with her followers an exact Science to be demonstrated by following the rules laid down. She also provided practical means to aid the student in acquiring the necessary spiritual understanding for attaining this end.
"Serve the Lord with gladness: come before his presence with singing" ( Ps. 100:2 ).
When I was born, I was apparently in perfect physical condition, but at the age of four years I was stricken all at one time with what our family doctor diagnosed as measles, congestion of the lungs, and brain fever. I progressively grew worse, and a council of doctors was called in.
When Christian Science was brought to my attention over twenty-five years ago, I was suffering from a stomach complaint that was supposed to be hereditary. At that time I had decorators working in the house, and one of the men, noticing how ill I appeared, brought a copy of Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy and asked me to read it.
My gratitude is unbounded for the good that has come to me from my study of Mrs. Eddy's writings and the Christian Science periodicals.
Some years ago I had the opportunity to stand steadfastly for Truth and demonstrate the supremacy of Truth's ideal over material imperfection. I had experienced a back injury, and lingering discomfort caused me to accept discouragement and weaken in my willingness to work out the problem through prayer in Christian Science.
Severe attacks of gallbladder trouble became alarmingly frequent in my experience. One Sunday morning soon after my husband had left for a nearby city for the day, I became very ill.
I was most grateful for readings at a testimony meeting in our branch church. The citations in the Bible and Science and Health were on prayer and faith.
I began the study of Christian Science almost accidentally, so it seemed at the time, but actually my introduction to Science was, as I realized later, an answer to my agonized prayer for help. I was a young man at the time, newly married, and working hard to support a growing family.