Testimonies of Healing
At the time Christian Science was first presented to me I was very ill, a mental and physical wreck. One would have thought I would be only too willing to accept any means of relief from my misery; instead, I scoffed at Christian Science and refused to look into it.
Christian Science came to me in direct answer to prayer. At first I did not recognize it as such and tried to get along without it.
My love for our Leader, Mrs. Eddy, grows daily as I come to see more clearly her loving wisdom in establishing The Mother Church and its branches throughout the world; the Publishing House, with its busy circulation of pure healing literature; and The Christian Science Board of Lectureship, whence emanate the fearless explanations of the truth lived and expressed by Christ Jesus.
Before I accepted the teachings of Christian Science I had undergone several operations and had been told that I would always be frail and delicate and that I should never consider any strenuous activity. With the turning of my affections toward the things of Spirit my body grew rapidly stronger and my household tasks were accomplished with greater ease.
About thirty-four years ago I was told that a very dear friend was in a San Francisco hospital. I called to see him, and found that he had had twenty-three tumors removed.
Christian Science has changed my whole life. I owe everything to it.
When a child, I was with my parents at a mineral water resort, where we had gone to seek health for my mother and myself. One day while I was out under a tree, looking up at the beautiful mountains and thinking about God, this thought came to me.
Christian Science came into my life with its regenerating and healing power when I most needed it. Though I possessed a copy of the textbook, "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mary Baker Eddy, I merely glanced through it and left it in the bookcase while I lived in Victoria, British Columbia, for seven years.
I desire to give thanks for many benefits received through Christian Science. Twenty-eight years ago this religion was first presented to me, but I rejected it because it was the work of a woman.
At one time my husband and I were traveling by automobile and had occasion to cross a river at a point where there was no bridge, and an old-fashioned ferry furnished the only means of transportation. It was past the hour for the regular ferryman to be on duty, and a friend of ours, experienced in the handling of the ferry, offered to help us.