What is God, exactly? This is a question that I’d never had a completely satisfying answer to—until a few years ago. In the autumn of 2013, for no apparent reason, one of my knees became swollen and couldn’t bend.
Our son was attending a camp for Christian Scientists one summer, when I received a call that while on a rock climbing trip, he had been bitten by a rattlesnake. I was away from home, driving in another state, when the call came in, and at first I felt a sense of panic as I called the few Christian Science practitioners whose numbers were in my cellphone.
I would like to express gratitude for a quick healing I had through the application of Christian Science. The week before Christmas last year, I began to experience symptoms of a cold.
In the mid-1970s, I was a member of a fledgling band, and we were invited to play a set at a festival in an amphitheater atop a mountain. Speakers from various organizations were also scheduled to appear.
I cannot let another day go by without giving gratitude for one particular healing that resulted from listening to a recording from the “Record of Truth” podcast on JSH-Online. com (see “ Gratitude for the Bible and how Christian Science has brought its healing power to light ,” with Moji George, Neera Kapur, and Jackie Collins, November 24, 2017, and the interview section of this December Journal for an adapted transcript).
A woman's regains cognitive abilities and hearing as she conquers fear and learns more about her life as actually spiritual.
When one is faced with an accident, it must be handled in thought. Otherwise, each part of it is mentally repeated, and it seems more real and difficult to overcome.
One afternoon a few months ago I lay on my bed for a much-needed nap. I drifted off easily and dreamed that I was walking down a forest path and suddenly twisted my ankle.
I often remind myself that God never places anyone in a hopeless situation, and that we are never without His loving help. I experienced clear proof of this when I was at a family reunion last year.
When our oldest daughter was sixteen, our family took a weekend ski trip to our local mountains. None of us had ever skied before.