Testimonies of Healing

So many blessings have come to me through the study and application of Christian Science that I hardly know where or how to begin to express my deep and abiding gratitude. This overflowing gratitude is, of itself, one of the greatest blessings of my life.

Our family came into Science over thirty years ago when my father was healed of Hodgkin's disease. His case was diagnosed and pronounced incurable by a well-known specialist and by the medical faculty of a prominent university in the Middle West.

As I began preparing this testimony, the question, "What am I most grateful for?" presented itself. With great joy, the answer came, "For the absolute certainty that God is; that life, substance, and intelligence are spiritual, not material; that man in Science is indestructible and eternal.

I could never say enough to describe how happy and grateful I am to have learned of the existence of Christian Science and how grateful I am to the friend who put in my hands the textbook, Science and Health by Mrs. Eddy, during the First World War, though she herself was not a Christian Scientist.

About three years ago, my husband and I were enjoying a short vacation in central Florida, writing and fishing. One day we put our boat into a creek, as usual.

Shortly before World War II, while on holiday at the seaside, I was introduced to Christian Science by a friend whose daily life I greatly admired. On returning to London, I sought out a Christian Science Sunday School and had the blessing of its teachings for two years before attaining the necessary leaving age.

Over seventeen years ago I became interested in Christian Science through a copy of The Christian Science Monitor . I was then seeking and praying for a healing for my sister, who was suffering from a nervous disorder.

For as long as I can remember, I have had a deep faith in God and have felt very close to Him. However, in the past there were many questions that I could not find answers to, and I hungered for the answers.

After I had been adjudged not capable of living in normal society, I was placed in a state mental institution. The case was diagnosed as dementia, and I remained in the institution over six years before Christian Science finally accomplished my release from what to the senses appeared to be an absolutely hopeless situation.

Even though I was able to remain in my usual surroundings after World War II, it was a difficult time, overshadowed as it was by the sudden passing of my brother and beset by all kinds of difficulties. I cannot imagine how I could have pulled through those months without the comfort of our periodicals.