Testimonies of Healing

On the night the plant in which I work was to shut down for the yearly vacation, a heavy roll case was dislodged and fell across my leg, breaking the bones just above the ankle. The men I was working with asked if there was anything they could do to help me, knowing I was a student of Christian Science.

I was born in Italy into a family with little means. My parents had many children; and because she needed me to help her, my mother didn't send me to school.

I am grateful for a healing which was manifested in our home about two years ago and which a number of persons, not Christian Scientists, acknowledged as the effect of God's law in operation. The school authorities called to say that they thought our daughter had impetigo and that if it was impetigo, they didn't want the child in the classroom where she could contaminate others.

As a child I was sent to a Christian Science Sunday School, although this religion was not practiced in my home at the time. However, I left the Sunday School in my teens, thinking I wanted to be more worldly.

When Christian Science came into my experience, I was ten years old. The atmosphere in our home had been sad and tense for months owing to family troubles culminating in my mother's collapse with a nervous breakdown.

Perhaps those who have had Christian Science as their religion from childhood hardly realize the magnitude of its effect and the wonder of discovering that such a Science of Life exists. The permanent challenge and adventure which one's experience becomes as one applies the teachings of Science certainly "make all things new" ( Rev.

The Christian Science textbook, Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy, was lent to me by a friend after I had had a year of intense suffering caused by ulcers of the stomach.

After many years of only partway and part-time study of Christian Science, I went through a testing time with the sudden loss of my husband. In the consternation and grief of those hours, I reached out for something which could be relied on and decided to call on a practitioner for prayerful support.

When I first met my future husband and read some of the Christian Science literature in which he was interested, it sounded like sheer nonsense. Even after he had a healing of a ruptured appendix, I was still incredulous; but gradually by continued study we were both healed of smoking and drinking.

Although I attended a Christian Science Sunday School for a few years as a youngster, it was not until an urgent need arose in my late teens that I turned to the wholehearted study of Science. The problem was solved, though it took some time, much prayer, and much humility; and I have been a devoted student of this Science ever since.