Testimonies of Healing

When I was a freshman in college, I began having what were called epileptic seizures. These seizures were severe, and I was taken to a doctor, who diagnosed this medical issue and prescribed medication that would hopefully hold the condition in check, but not cure it.

I’ve been studying and practicing Christian Science since I was 14 years old. My husband knows Christian Science and sometimes turns to it.

As a Christian Scientist, I’ve learned the importance of not only understanding my relationship to Mind, God, as Mind’s exact reflection, but also carrying that understanding with me moment by moment each day, and consciously acknowledging it to be true no matter the evidence to the contrary. Recently I was in my kitchen removing a cast-iron skillet from the hot oven with a potholder.

The first time I heard the words “Christian Science,” I was in tenth grade, and a classmate had just asked me if I would like to attend Christian Science Sunday School with him. I talked with my parents, and they encouraged me to go.

One evening while I was slicing a cold baked potato into a pan of hot oil to fry, there was a sudden loud “pop,” and in the same instant I felt a splatter of hot oil or a particle of potato fly into my right eye. The pain was intense and immediate, and my first thought was “Oh, what have I done to my eye!” At once, though, I checked my thought with a firm “No!”—a word I have used often through the years to contradict whatever untoward thing seemed to happen suddenly.

One winter during a severe flu epidemic, I had a lingering cough and difficulty breathing. The condition was not healed through my own prayers, so I called a Christian Science practitioner for support.

This author shares a quick healing experience while on vacation.

I am so grateful for how prayer in Christian Science has healed me physically many times. Right along with healing, this prayer has also improved and transformed my thinking and my life.

Last summer, while playing tennis, I reached to hit a shot and injured my back to the extent that I could not continue playing or even bend down to pick up my tennis bag. The people I was playing with were helpful but concerned.

This author’s climb not only involves hiking, but has a lot to do with climbing in spiritual understanding.