Testimonies of Healing
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Testimonies
Back Trouble Healed
It was spring of 2003 when I located online the name of a Christian Science practitioner. For several weeks I had been experiencing a severe and unrelenting pain in my back and was unable to gain relief from several chiropractors or from the supposed pain killers prescribed by a medical doctor. I remembered the testimony of a friend who had had her back permanently healed through Christian Science, and I felt somewhat comfortable returning to Christian Science (my childhood church)--though I had changed churches long ago. I talked to the practitioner, explaining my CS background and explaining my problem--hoping she would work with me. She immediately set to work--surprising me with her quiet reassurances of God's All-ness and Love (surprising me because she was wholly unpersuaded to my viewpoint of pain and panic). I was inspired with hope and ready to stop the medications. She assigned me portions to read in the Bible and Science and Health, and, although I tried to tell her that I would be unable to overcome the pain sufficiently to follow through with such readings, she was gently insistent, and I did manage to read. I stayed in touch with her over the next several days via telephone--never meeting her until much later. And, during that short time, my ability to read her assignments and take notes during our conversations steadily improved. Within a few days, the experience of pain vanished completely and suddenly. I recall one moment standing, in pain, in my kitchen--holding onto the counter for support-- and the next moment feeling absolutely no pain--and feeling a little absurd for holding onto the counter. My children and husband were stunned. I now read everything I can find related to Mary Baker Eddy and Christian Science, and I have hope that, someday, I might be able to offer to others the Truth and the Love--in knowledge and in demonstration-- that this practitioner offered to me!
Testifier: Pam Rogers, email: progers30024@yahoo.com
Financial Need Met
Earlier this year, I was working on a cruiseline that went up the Mississippi in the deep south. Just getting ready to take this trip and to travel to the other side of the country to my work took a lot of my savings. Once I got to work there was several weeks before I started making money and when I did it was no where the money I thought it was going to be. I had been on the boat for 5 weeks and had still not saved enough money to fly home and back twice or stay in a hotel and eat out every night for two weeks. I decided to call a practioner for support.
She said to me don't worry about the money when you go on vaction and just quietly ask God where he'd have you be, there is a right plan. I told her that it was hard to let go and just trust. She reminded me of the story of Moses and how difficult it must have been for Moses's mother to put this baby in that little boat and wisk him off down the river- she said can you imagine how hard it must have been for his mother to trust God's plan in that moment? Yet when she did Moses wound up in the Kings court safe and sound. We both laughed at the goodness of God, as she would always say- There goes God again showing off.
So the time came for me to get off the boat, I thought I don't know what to do, so I'm just going to get on a train going up the Eastern seaboard until I feel like getting off since I've always wanted to see this part of the country especially Boston but I figured it was out of the questioin to stay there because it was so expensive. While I was travelling I got a call from another friend and asked if I'd be available the next day to house sit in Boston for a week and a half; She said the man lived only a block from the Mother Church so it would give me a chance to see everything I've always wanted to see! It worked out great and while I was there. I had a wonderful time and everything I needed was met, even new friends from church to go sightseeing with. Anonymous
Subject: A remarkable experience illustrating God's power and presence The following experience was sent me by a friend. When I asked her for some verification, she wrote: George Millar included this experience in his Association Address, "TheLens of Spirit". His response to my question as to whether it had been in the periodicals: "Thanks for your email. As far as I know that account has not appeared in any of our periodicals. I feel sure it would be considered so extraordinary that the editors would feel - as they have in other cases - that it is almost unbelievable. and therefore were loath to print it. I have the account from a very good friend who knows the individual well and has witnessed his work and had no doubt as to its veracity." Manfred Söllinger, Essen, Germany The following account illustrates the life-preserving power of Truth and shows what can happen, when with the understanding that Science gives us, we do hold the banner of Christianity aloft with that unflinching faith in God.
The testifier writes: "My family and I had been living in Rwanda for many years. Since the beginning of the civil war in 1990, a general insecurity reigned in the country. Not a day passed without one hearing that so-and-so had been killed with his family. Armed groups entered homes, raping the women and killing parents and children. This testimony gives no idea of the widespread genocide that took place. "One day, at 2 a.m. an armed group penetrated our home. When I awoke to see what was happening, I found myself face to face with men in the corridor. They were armed with guns and bayonets. I was armed with Truth and Love. As they showed me their weapons to frighten me, a thought came to me like lightning and destroyed the fear that was attempting to invade my thought. Love and Life are indestructible and permanent. I am the idea of Life, God, indivisible God, not two or more. This Life, which is infinite is the Life of these so-called murderers, of my family and myself. This Life, being one, could not frighten itself, kill or assassinate itself. I know that this truth covered the whole ground, neutralizing everything, leaving nothing but Love to act or react. They raised their weapons but did not shoot. "They forced me into the bedroom where the whole family had taken refuge and forced us to lie on our beds. As Judith, my eldest daughter, started to cry, their chief cried out, 'Cut off her head!' Without leaving a moment's respite to this order emanating from mortal mind, I contradicted it mentally. 'You have no power to do that!' following Mrs. Eddy's statement on page 151 of Science and Health, 'The human mind has no power to kill or cure, and it has no control over God's man.' I immediately identified the man thus, 'You are the perfect child of divine Love.' "I mentally declared, 'Because love is all-power, human will has no strength nor power here, now. There is no excitement or panic now. The law of Love is present here, controlling the situation and governing all and everyone immediately. It is thus. It has to be thus!' The man with the bayonet lowered his gun. The girl stopped crying. The men continued t appear very aggressive. Still lying down, I pondered the fact that divine Love, being omnipresent, rivalry, antagonism, the lack of unity, has no basis and no presence. Love is all the presence there is. In the kingdom of Love all is harmony. There is no fear, no aggression, no invasion, no menace. "At that moment they turned toward me. 'Why not cut off the father's head?' As one of them lifted his bayonet to plant in my neck, I vigorously protested in thought and identified myself in the following manner. 'Can you cut (me) Spirit, God, your real, permanent Life, the very source of your being?' Mentally I gave the order, 'Stop!' He immediately stopped his gesture. "Every instant of this trial was precious to me. I did not allow myself the slightest mental distraction to view the problem from a material standpoint. I constantly maintained my thought in the actual spiritual reality, listening to Mind unfold its ideas, which enabled me to work with absolute truths. I was really convinced that what seemed to be happening on the human scene was of little importance. It was happening solely on the level of my own consciousness, never outside. "The books were of no use to me at that moment. Only truths profoundly engraved in consciousness could help. After about thirty minutes of this spiritual work, these men became very calm, as if they felt the love we reflected. Their chief called them into the living room, so they left our bedroom. This enabled me to affirm with still greater depth the absolute truths about the perfect man of God's creation, and to deny all false claims contrary to Love. "I reduced to nothingness the false mental pretensions called hate, envy, anger, rivalry, cruelty, vandalism, pride, criminality, hostility, human will, etc. I realized that Love is the mentality of man, the only true consciousness. Being omnipotent, all that is unlike Love is without power, without ability to act or to harm. Divine consciousness is infinite and all, hence there could be nowhere in the universe any other consciousness capable of manifesting dispositions contrary to Love. At this very moment the consciousness of each and every one was filled with Love to the exclusion of anything else. "When they returned to our room, these men were totally transformed. They had become new persons. Their language had totally changed, and they had become friendly. They started confessing to us crimes and murders they had committed. They stayed with us for two hours. No one was harmed. We were all safe and sound. Love had triumphed. "But something else had happened. A few neighbours who had seen the men enter our home in the middle of the night were expecting to discover by morning dead bodies they would have to bury. They could not understand how our family had come through this experience sound and safe, and especially how we could stay so calm. 'What is this kind of prayer that could save this family from the hands of these heartless killers?' they asked. "The following Sunday, our small living room where we held our Christian Science service was packed."
Shared with Healing Unlimited from several sources.
The following submission is excerpted from Overcoming the Fear of Death and Dying.
In the early fifties, my life took a complete turn.I began working for the Aetna Insurance Company as a Workman's Compensation claims examiner reviewing work-related accidents. I was still recovering from World War II, which had left me seriously handicapped both physically and mentally. Nine years after receiving a service-connected medical discharge, I was a foxhole agnostic struggling desperately to understand the purpose to life. The religious concept of God as omnipresent and omnipotent eluded me and clashed head-on with my war experience. The question of, "Is God in the likeness of man or is man in the likeness of God?" Belief battled disbelief. Then in 1956 I became interested in a metaphysical approach to health and a new way of life, the open door to the greater works promised by men of the Bible. My agnosticism, my multiple war disabilities, the medical aspects of myinsurance work, and my new-found understanding warred within me, compelling me to spend almost every lunch hour in a near-by Christian Science Reading Room, studying the Bible and inspirational literature. I felt a great need to find answers to life. Are we mortal or immortal? I began to lose my sense of agnosticism and became a theist, and finally a faith believer. The following personal experience is the reason why the substance of my belief went far beyond the evidence of things not seen.
In the second or third year of my new-found understanding, my company's supervisor, in recognition of my work, presented me with a large new corporate account. A heavy-machinery equipment company that was recquired to have their own nursing staff in case of emergent accidents, The head nurse, Lillian, telephoned me daily to report all work-related accidents for immediate adjudication and timely Workman's Compensation payments. It so happened, that Lillian would call me right after my lunch study hour in the reading room, and I would advise her of the proper procedure for filing each accident claim. We always talked longer because I had just come fresh from my inspirational Bible reading, and my consciousness was temporarily free from my own self-absorbed problems; and she felt a kindred-sense of my comfort and peace of mind. Soon we became "spiritual buddies" via the telephone, even though I was a Christian Scientist and she was of the Jewish faith. We both began to look forward to these daily calls, for after she gave her report, we would continue our metaphysical discourse on our relationship to God. Her responsiveness and receptivity to this transformed and transcendentant state of thinking was so great, that our discussions became mutually inspiring and uplifting daily occurrences for both of us. This went on for six or seven years.
One late evening while at home, I received an urgent telephone call from a doctor affiliated with a hospital in the Bronx, New York City, A patient in the hospital wished to see me immediately, It was my telephone friend Lillian, whom I had never met. The doctor informed me that she was in the intensive-care unit, was dying, and had requested my immediate presence. At first, I was overwhelmed and felt totally inadequate; the demand seemed, at the moment, too great for my present level of understanding. The mere thought of attempting to help another in such a dire state seemed premature. But a voice within said: "The root of the tree of life is eternal life. Practice what you have preached and be consciously, not piously, one with Me. You are my image and likeness through which I perform that which is given you to do and I perfecteth that which I give you to do."
In a few moments I was in my car. When I arrived at my destination, I was in such deep meditation that I did not realize how I even got there. This was an area of New York City that I knew very little about. At first, the hospital personnel did not want to let me in because I was not related to the patient, not even a family member, merely an acquaintance. Besides, they reminded me, visiting hours were long over. Something again said to tell the receptionist to tell Lillian that I had come and was downstairs. The next moment I found myself by her bedside. As a new student of metaphysics, I found the setting I encountered totally alien to every comfortable spiritual God-like concept which I had aligned myself. Tubes, intravenous devices, doctors, and nurses were everywhere, and on top of it, my friend was heavily sedated. I leaned over and closely whispered into her ear that God's message and messenger was here. She nodded slightly; her eyes were closed. Then the following message came THROUGH me as I listened spellbound: "NOTHING can prevent the sun from rising in the East and setting in the West. NOTHING can prevent the moon and the stars from appearing at night, and NOTHING can prevent the earth from rotating on its axis." At that moment, Lillian, gave out a horrifying death-defying scream that scared the living hell out of me, I was request to leave the hospital at once. Two weeks later she was discharged from the hospital. She wrote me the following letter:
Jess, my doctor told me that my appendix had burst and peritonitis was rampant throughout my body, and I was slowly dying of bodily poisoning. My pores had closed and for some time I was not eliminating or excreting the proper waste material from my body, so they had me on a bedpan. Whatever you said to me opened all the eliminating channels and filled the bedpan, and that is what made me scream. How can I ever thank you for coming to this medical nurse, a stranger dying in a hospital, who is not of your faith-and bringing me yours.
Testifier: Jess E. Weiss, (author of Overcoming the Fear of Death and Dying) jweiss@hoflink.com
I was diagnosed with mental illnesses and alcoholism. I struggled many years with this. Through reading Science and Health with Key to The Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy and The Bible, I was completely cured. I learned that there is nothing but Immortal, Infinite, Unchanging Mind--God, in which there can be no imperfection, and that I am a part of that Infinite perfection. I have also been relieved of other less serious misperceptions of reality many times and have been the instrument of Mind in healing others. Anonymous
Testimony One: While flying high over the Pacific as passengers in a military C147 cargo plane my friend Al and I were lounging on the web-type seating. I was sitting upright and strapped in. Al was prone, stretched-out, totally relaxed and unbuckled!
Suddenly Al found himself prone and now stretched-out on the plane's ceiling! Instant prayer was ours! We both turned to GOD immediately and both of our prayers were brief and answered!
When praying for healing I always begin my treatment with GOD. It is important to know that "GOD is all in all" as the Bible states. Infinite GOD governs our every thought and action! We are HIS image and likeness, therefore we can only express HIM.
Perfect weather was our call for help. The turbulence we experienced suddenly stopped and the balance of our trip to Tokyo was smooth and peaceful.
After the smooth landing, the pilot to us (his only passengers) while in flight that this was his first experience that ended so dramatically and peacefully! He thanked us for our prayers!
Testimony Two: Back in 1951 while I was stationed on Okinawa, my buddy and I were fortunate enough to have a week's leave in Hong Kong. Getting there and back is where we needed to practice GOD's law of safety. The trip to Hong Kong on the military C147 was uneventful, but slow and arduous.
On our return trip the plane was fully loaded with soldiers, heavy equipment, even bicycles and many gifts purchased for loved ones. A little over half way back to Okinawa, one of the two engines failed and the pilot could not get the engine restarted.
To further complicate things the weather turned extremely rough. In order to maintain altitude, the pilot ordered all loose and heavy equipment overboard. He said this would better our chances for a safe return to land.
My buddy and I were the only enlisted men on board. Therefore we knew it was important that everything possible be thrown overboard quickly! We were the expendable humans on board (lower ranks go first)!
Just as the last bicycle was thrown out, the plane began to gain altitude, and the winds became calm. Prayer was certainly answered, and needless to say my pal, Al and I didn't have to swim back to Okinawa.
Owen Laughlin OL2006@tampabay.rr.com
Safe Travel, When God is our Guide
This past July my wife and I ended a vacation in Mexico with incredible proof of God's ever-present protection in times of trouble. The day we left for home Hurricane Emily hit the area we were in. We learned of the hurricane's approach the day before our departure, and both of us began praying about the situation. These verses from a hymn by Mary Baker Eddy entitled Satisfied came to my wife: "It matter's not what be thy lot, so Love doth guide; For storm or shine pure peace is thine, Whate'er be tide," and "Aye, darkling sense, arise, go hence! Our God is good. False fears are foes truth tatters those, When understood."
On the day we were leaving, despite rumors that the airport was closed, we continued with our plans and we were able to confirm that our travel company was picking us up. While we waited for their bus, several guests urged us to stay at the hotel, arguing that we risked being stranded at the airport or going to a shelter if our flight got cancelled. We felt without a doubt that it was right to proceed with our schedule, praying quietly to ourselves the entire time. When our bus arrived they were able to confirm the airport was open and our flight was going out. When we got to the airport it was being announced that the facility would close at 5pm. Our flight was at 4:40pm. The ticket agent told me that we were the last flight out, and as we headed to our gate we noticed most of the airport was already closed. All flights on the TV monitors showed cancelled, including ours, but ticket agents were assuring people that our flight was not cancelled.
As passengers waited at our gate many around us were either praying or hoping for the best. Eventually, our flight did go out, heading down the runway at 5pm. The airport was being closed as we took off.
We learned later that our hotel was severely damaged during the hurricane. This showed us that listening for God's direction and continuing with our plans; and not staying there, was the right course to take.
We were literally lifted out of harm's way and our vacation ended without interruption or inharmony. As Mary Baker Eddy states in Miscellany on page 214, line 5: "Divine Love always has met and always will meet every human need," and it did. I am very grateful for what I have learned in Christian Science and for its' Discoverer and Founder, Mary Baker Eddy.
Randy Richter, expotrader@earthlink.net
Head Injury Healed
I am very grateful for a lifetime of healing through Christian Science, and one incident in particular stands out above the rest.
It happened in the late 1970's, when I was going to college in Wyoming.
During the summer, between semesters, I was painting homes with a friend to earn some money. We had started a job painting the interior of a business that had 13-foot ceilings and required scaffolding in order to reach everything.
At one point the scaffolding collapsed, and I fell head first onto the hardwood floor below. While I was not knocked unconscious, I suffered a severe concussion to a point where I was not aware of my surroundings or what was taking place. I also suffered a large gash above my eye and was bleeding profusely. My painting partner walked me to his car and drove me to the hospital, events I do not remember.
After I got to the hospital, from what I understand, as I do not remember what took place, they stitched the cut over my eye without anesthesia right there after I came in, because I was in a state where I could not feel it. At one point I came to long enough to ask them to call my mother, who was in Massachusetts, and then I was taken to intensive care.
My mother immediately called a Christian Science Practitioner, who began doing prayerful work for me. An hour after the practitioner began his work I became aware of my surroundings, and I completely came out of the concussion and was healed of that in just a few hours.
The hospital kept me for three days, concerned about the effects of such a fall and injury. There are clinics devoted to head injuries, and common concerns are paralysis or brain damage. I was healed, though, within a few hours and could have left the hospital that night. I have never experienced any side effects since this accident. I am very grateful for the practitioner help on this case and for Christian Science, as taught and given to us by Mary Baker Eddy, which teaches us that God is All in All, and we never are apart from his care. I am also grateful for my painting partner who came to my aid and has been a good friend in times of need.
After a very long period of financial distress, with the dedicated help of a most excellent practitioner, I have been able to relocate from Georgia to Wisconsin. With a process of re-education and thought refinement, each need has been met from there to here. I was in Baton Rouge, Louisiana when hurricane Rita hit & suffered no damages. I was on the road from there to Wisconsin during the gasoline shortages, but was always supplied. Upon arrival, I had no place to go, no money for rent, but was provided with a landlord who waived his usual deposit & 2 months rent. I had no job, but was employed within 2 weeks of my arrival. God has seen to every human need & continues to do so. With great encouragement from my practitioner and full dependence upon Divine Love, my experience was blessed with everything needed. I am so very grateful for Christian Science, the one way; for Mrs. Eddy, our dear leader; for Christ Jesus, our eternal master; and for the dedicated, gracious practitioner who continues to be of so much help to me.
Margrette Dutton, psychogypsie@yahoo.com
Sixteen years ago I was diagnosed with two herniated disks in my lower back. After six weeks of daily physical therapy I was told that an additional six months of therapy would be required before I would be able to sit and that it might be a year before I could expect to resume all normal activities. Leaving the therapist's office I made a decision to discard the doctor's version of my condition and instead see whether I could apply what I'd been taught in church to this situation. The message that Christian Science asked me to accept on faith was that man was created by and is the reflection of a perfect whole being. By the end of the day I had accepted this premise and found myself waiting for my body to adjust itself to this new belief. A little after 7:30 p.m. it dawned on me that if the premise were actually true then my back would already have been "made whole." At the same instant that I understood my role to be to recognize the change rather than to wait for it the pain in my back was gone. Tests performed the following day by my physical therapist and later in the week by my physician confirmed that the disks were no longer damaged.
Christine Egger, eggerchr@msu.edu
I've been studying Christian Science for the last three months. A month into my studies, I had a tooth extraction. I was given a pain killer for use after oral surgery. I've had a lot of pain in the past following oral surgery. This time, there wasn't any pain whatsoever. I flushed the pain killer down the toilet. Soon after the thought came to me, urging me to dispose of the rest of the psychotherapy medications I had on hand. I acted on this prompting and proceeded to dispose of them. These medications were prescribed to me for Bipolar Disorder as well as Attention Deficit Disorder. I went to see my Psychiatrist and told him of my healing. I spoke to him of my discovery of Christian Science and gave him a copy of "Science and Health" which he graciously accepted. He realeased me and wished me well. Also, three years ago I was diagnosed with a degenerative disk which in turn caused Sciatica pain. This condition has been healed and I no longer experience any pain in my back or my leg. I'm truly grateful for Mrs. Eddy's teaching of Divine Science.
Frank Csiszar Jr., Csaba2@webtv.net
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A Very Important Lesson from a Healing
As a beginning metaphysician, while working my way through school at St. Vincent's Medical Center, I had a very important lesson which, I'm embarrassed to admit, took awhile to sink in and really make an impression.
I had developed a habit of spending the last 1/2 of my lunch break in the hospital chapel. One day, without any previous consideration, I decided to skip lunch and spend the entire time in meditation. When I returned to my office, which was normally very busy at that time, I found it completely empty and the phone was ringing. It was the cafeteria down the hall, asking if I would send someone down with a wheelchair, as they needed to take someone up to Admitting. Since I was alone, I took the chair myself. When I arrived, I found a group of disturbed people surrounding a crying woman who had fallen to the floor. As I approached I could see great distress in her eyes as the left side of her face was appearing to melt, giving all the indications of a stroke. I hurried to lift her onto the chair and take her upstairs so she could be admitted for treatment. What I noticed as I did so was a very detached sense of Peace. As a budding metaphysician, I tried to think of "something spiritual," but absolutely nothing came to mind. everyone seemed to be off in a distance somehow, and I was completely undisturbed by the anxious conversations of her friends and her crying. It was as if we were wrapped in a cocoon of calm. When we arrived at Admitting, I noticed she had calmed considerably, and when we went to assist her onto the waiting bed, we discovered that she was fine, with no trace of her earlier distress. She had a confused look on her face as if to say, 'Why am I here?'
What followed was, to me, more dramatic than her complete loss of her symptoms. Since they insisted she stay and rest and remain for "observation," I helped her onto the bed, and as I did, I spontaneously bent down and kissed a total stranger, as if she were a dear relative. While totally unprofessional, and completely out of the ordinary for me, it did seem as if it were the most normal, natural thing to do. In fact, it wasn't until I was out of the room that it dawned on me what I had done! Since there was no outcry from the hospital staff, I felt it as safe to go back to work. I did check the computer later for all those who had been admitted that day. The lady was not among them.
What I finally came to appreciate about the nature of healing is that the entire activity is established, governed and controlled by God. I began, finally, to not only be grateful that there was a 'healing", that the very distressing symptoms went away, but began to reflect in awe the complete set of circumstances that were necessary in order for me to be a participant, - my sudden "decision" to skip lunch, the fact that I got back just in time to get the phone and no one else - in a very busy office - was available to go. And, most importantly, that the "healing element," wasn't a lot of fancy words, no eloquent "knowing the truth," but a very serene sense of Peace and Love that I obviously had not originated and had no control over at all. It truly is the Quality of Consciousness and not any "personal understanding" -"the Father within doeth the works."
MHOJAI@cs.com
We had some very strong weather here last Friday (2/16/01), and at home a wonderful evidence of God's power. That nasty sound that indicates tornado came rumbling towards us and just after I had put the cats in the laundry room the doors of the house began to be pulled in and out on their hinges in and out. I was so grateful for what I have learned and worked with regarding the weather over the last several years mostly through the Blue Book [Divinity Course and General Collectanea, compiled by Richard Oakes].
As it happens I had pulled out my Bookmark copy of Watches, Prayers and Argumentson Sunday last and had been working with thoughts presented in the Foreward on pages xii-xiv regarding weather and then Mr. Carpenter's comments regarding Pleasant View on pages xvii & xviii. Like many (I assume), I have been working to see clearly that there is no drought, of any right idea, manifest in the universe of ideas and as such no such idea can be reflected in this experience.... But after reading her injunction about the not seeing the sun for three days and nights, and that there would be a constant rain with clouds constantly replenished I began to work that way myself. By Sunday evening, although none had been forecast, clouds began appearing and on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday there was no sun seen and there were gentle showers though not constant. Thursday the showers stopped and then on Friday came the false sense of organized system.
As the wind increased and the roar came closer I stood just inside the back door to my garden and worked. Quickly came two thoughts. First, an incident relayed in The Healer I had just read that very morning: page 54 the first full paragraph and second, also from Watches, Prayers and Argumentson page xiii where Mrs. Eddy directed Calvin Frye to tell Joseph there is no cyclone. A fact among others that I yelled, literally, at the enemy. IMMEDIATELY the winds and the sound disappeared. As I was rejoicing my neighbors came over and said they were sure we were all about to be hit by the tornado that had been spotted about to hit ground 1/4 mile away [tornado alarms were sounding]. They could only believe that it was God that had spared them. Later we learned that the tornado had traveled on the ground touching down on the main road just outside our neighborhood and then dissipated having done no damage. Indeed the voice of the Lord is in the still, small voice.
I spent much time in gratitude and in thinking about Mr. Carpenter's comments in the Foreward again on page xiii in the second paragraph which gives us the most powerful explanation for Mrs. Eddy's focus on working on the weather. How grateful I am to have had both our compilation of Mrs. Eddy's healing work [The Healer: The Healing Work of Mary Baker Eddy]and my well used copy of Watches, Prayers and Argumentsfrom the Bookmark. How very special the fine edition coming to rest here will be. Truly it all stems from the beloved words that begin the Preface our textbook "To those leaning on the sustaining infinite, to-day is big with blessings." [S&H vii:1-2]. - Carôn Lazar, lazargrp@mindspring.com
November of 2000 I was in Santa Fe for Thanksgiving. Walking in town one day I didn't see the ice in the shadow of a building and the next thing I knew, I was flat on my back. Upon standing up, my first thought was "Thank you Father, I know there is nothing to be removed." I kept on walking and just holding to the oneness and the allness of God and that God is the only power.
The next morning I realized there was no soreness or black and blue marks. Then I wanted to know why this healing was so fast. What had I done differently?
In the past I would have declared that there were no accidents. This time I took no mental thought about the situation. I just realized my conscious union with God. Mrs. Eddy says "There is no death, no inaction, diseased action, overaction nor reaction." (S&H 427: 31-2) I simply had no reaction to the hypnotic suggestion.
The analogy for me is that God is like the electricity in our house. It is always there but if I walk into a dark room and don't turn on the switch there will be no light. Only by being constantly aware of the allness of God and knowing that " I and my Father are one" is like turning on the light switch.
Mrs. Eddy showed us the reality of a one power logic instead of the two power logic that the world had held as true for so many thousands of years. To just say I am grateful doesn't seem adequate enough to express my deep feelings of gratitude. -- Anon.
As a student of Christian Science I pray each day and study the Bible, and Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy. This day was quite a normal one for me and I had gone to work. Usually at 8:20 every morning I would habitually walk across the rarely used railroad tracks to the Post Office to get my mail. This day, however, when I put down my tools to do it, there was as a voice saying "Not now". As I am used to listening to these silent utterances, I picked up my tools again and went back to work. Several times I remembered that I had not gotten the mail and momentarily stopped working, but again came the voice "Not now". All of a sudden, while I was busy on a project I heard "Now!" This was not my inclination, nor the result of any reasoning or decision making on my part. Not knowing why or what the urgency was about I dropped my tools and went straight out of the building, across the tracks to the Post Office and picked up my mail. As I left the Post Office I became instantly aware of why I was at that precise spot at that moment,--not only physically, but also spiritually--and I knew what I must do. I could hear a train coming and it was very close. At this intersection there are no traffic barricades that come down, only flashing lights. Around the curve in the road was a car traveling very fast toward the intersection. The driver could not see the train or lights. I can only describe my motion as being moved by the spirit. It certainly was not me. I jumped in front of the car, hands waving, and then leaped off the road to safety. The driver who had slammed on his brakes to avoid hitting me proceeded to skid toward the tracks and stopped about two feet from the passing engine! There was no accident and God's "safety net" was no accident. I walked up to the man in the car who seemed to be in a state of shock and talked with him calmly for a minute or two. Then he went on his way. As I review this co-incidence of God's care for his children I am in awe of the intelligence of Mind that knows and cares without our limited sense of time. The Divine All knew aforetime and did and does all the caring. This man whom I do not know and myself were each protected, guided in our actions in a way that we could hear, and shown His grace that is ours by reflection. The whole event was so beautiful and harmless and timeless. For me this experience is a building block that has added to my confidence in knowing that there is only one power - Good, outside of material law and limitations.
George Denninger, george@georgedenninger.com
On the way down to Boston, I flew from San Francisco to Salt Lake City. Then, I continued on another Delta flight to Boston. On the Salt Lake City to Boston flight I encountered a very meaningful experience. I had just finished eating the dinner that had been served to us, and had started to watch the movie [The Skulls], when, all of a sudden I experienced what one might identify as being a 'panic attack.' I had to break the close confines of where I was sitting [directly next to a window with two other occupied seats to my left]. To do so, I had to disturb the two other passengers as I had no option than to be free from the terrible feeling of claustrophobia! I don't ever recall succumbing to anything like that in the past, ever! Indeed, I have always thoroughly enjoyed flying and have always had good feelings about the experience.
Once out of my seat, I walked to the rear of the cabin only to find both lavatories occupied. So, I stood there quietly shifting into a more stable and familiar state and stage of consciousness. Truly, the feeling that had swept over me was almost indescribable. Suffice it to be said, IT WAS DREADFUL! Within a mere two minutes [if that long] a man, many years my junior, made his way to the rear of the plane and began telling the stewardesses and steward that he was having a heart attack. Almost instantly, I found the chap on the floor, he having collapsed at my feet. By virtue of where I was standing, it was easier for me [rather than the cabin attendants] to lift the man and put him into a position that would allow others to minister to his needs rather than leave him in the narrow isle like a bale of hay at my feet! So, having once moved him, I discovered myself blocked into the galley of the plane and I couldn't get out of that pinned in position to return to my seat.
The steward picked up a telephone and immediately notified the captain of the plane of what was transpiring in the rear galley, and then the steward made an announcement over the plane's p.a. system asking if a doctor or M.T.A. [medically trained assistant] might be on board. Well, of the over 300 passengers, not one medic surfaced [they're all busy on the ground making money]! The steward kept a cool head, as did the stewardesses, and he [the steward] left the rear galley to make his way forward to another galley to fetch an oxygen tank. Hearing the anxiety being expressed by the stewardesses, I importuned, saying, "I am a Christian Scientist. I have been trained to know how to help this man." A stewardess immediately responded, "Well, please do so!"
I knelt down next to the chap, and I heard him whisper, "I can't breathe." Then I heard Mind saying as me, "You never could! You live because God breathed His breath into you, but never did it become YOUR breath--it still belongs to God! So just relax and don't be afraid. Let God, Spirit, breathe you because already God, Life, is living you!"
Suddenly, a look of shock came across his face which just as quickly turned into tears. He began to tear up, and his eyes soon were flooded! I said, "You can get up now and return to your seat. You are well!" He did just that, after first having declined the use of the oxygen which the steward had fetched from the forward galley. He requested only a napkin to dry off his face and soak up his tears. After he had returned to his seat, the stewardesses asked me, "What did you say to him?" I responded, "If you really want to know, please get a copy of "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mary Baker Eddy, and read it slowly. It will thoroughly explain what it is that I said to him, and why what I said was so immediately effective."
When I returned to my seat shortly thereafter, [completely divested of even the memory of having experienced claustrophobia], what do you think I discovered? The chap with whom I had had the experience at the rear of the plane was seated directly behind me! That accounts for the 'panic attack' which swept over me like a bulldozer! It wasn't 'my' panic attack I had felt, but rather, the 'panic attack' being experienced by the chap seated directly behind me on the plane! I am reminded of, "The "still, small voice" of scientific thought reaches over continent and ocean to the globe's remotest bound. The inaudible voice of Truth is, to the human mind, "as when a lion roareth." It is heard in the desert and in dark places of fear" S&H 559.
Upon reflection, this experience brings to mind: "Disease is a thing of thought manifested on the body; and fear is the procurator of the thought which causes sickness and suffering. Remove this fear by the true sense that God is Love, --and that Love punishes nothing but sin,--and the patient can then look up to the loving God,--and know that He afflicteth not willingly the children of men, who are punished because of disobedience to His spiritual law. His law of Truth, when obeyed, removes every erroneous physical and mental state. The belief that matter can master Mind, and make you ill, is an error which Truth will destroy." Rud. 10.
Literally, I saw, "and the patient can then look up." I saw him look 'up' from where he was lying on the floor of the cabin, and I saw only the face of God looking up! No fearful or impaired man was there!
David J. Nolan, chancellor@tcsu.org
I was going through a spiritual crisis at one time in my life and took an overdose of sleeping pills. I truly wanted to die, but I not only didn't die, but I didn't even go to sleep-- I went to the hospital and everyone was said that the amount of pills I took should have killed me and that I might die from the after affect on my liver. This frightened me, but I started turning to what I had learned in Christian Science many years ago. I had started feeling better mentally a few hours after taking the pills and before going to the hospital, that I had found the answer to my spiritual crisis and that I knew that there was a God I could trust and turn to, but no one listened to me and I was involuntarily committed to a Psychiatric Health Facility (PHF). This was a terribly frightening experience, because I felt that I had gotten my healing and that I didn't belong there, but no one would listen to me. I was forced to turn to God alone for help. I was taken to the PHF on a Thursday. The next day, I was told that I would be there for the weekend. I held to the truth of what I had learned from repeated readings of God's Law of Adjustment, by Adam H. Dickey, by saying truths from this wonderful pamphlet and also writing down as much as I could remember. On the following Monday, I spoke with a social worker who told me that to get out I would need to tell the psychiatrist assigned to my case that I had made a mistake and that I would never do it again. Well, in my mind I knew that I hadn't made a "mistake" because I not only felt that I had gained a better understanding of God, but that I had been healed of any after affects from taking the pills. The social worker said that what would happen was that I would have to voluntarily commit myself and then I could be released after more observation. I wasn't going to voluntarily commit myself, because I felt that to do so would be saying that I had made a "mistake" and that I hadn't been healed when I knew I was. Also, I thought that I would talk to the lawyer who had been assigned to my case before I signed anything. As I was waiting to talk to the psychiatrist, it came to me that I didn't need to trust the lawyer, I didn't need to trust the psychiatrist, I didn't need to trust the court, I only needed to trust God. A few minutes later, the psychiatrist came and asked me to come to her office. We talked for a little while and she started to get up to leave. I asked her what was going to happen next. She said she was going to sign my release papers-- I was very surprised and asked her when I could go home. She said anytime that day that my father could come and get me. I was so filled with surprise and happiness that I know I was just glowing. This was such a wonderful proof that turning to God can not only protect us from physical harm from so-called "mistakes", but it can lift us out of the most frightening circumstances. I am so grateful to Adam H. Dickey for writing God's Law of Adjustment and his clear understanding of Christian Science. I have turned to this pamphlet and it's truth many, many times. I am also grateful for the other people who have posted their testimonies on this site because it was one testimony about no mistakes in Mind that really helped me with another problem I was dealing with. - ANON.
July 1999 I had a first time manic episode probably due to a lot of stress. I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder "manic depression" which is characterized by recurring periods of mania "shorter usually" and depression "longer usually." A few years before I was on Prozac for a year for unipolar "depression only" depression. With the bipolar disorder I was prescribed 3 types of prescription drugs and I gradually whittled down the drugs to one of each of both the mood stabilizer and the anti-depressant. I tried to quit the mood stabilizer a few times but couldn't due to feeling terrible "bad hangover to say the least kind of feeling" for several days. Under the care of a practitioner and also in my own following Jesus again spiritually and in reading the bible again and health and science, I was able to quit the medication cold turkey. --Anon.
In May of 1952 my destroyer was operating in enemy waters in North Korea. We ran guerilla raids ashore. One night we moved deep into an enemy harbor under cover of a heavy fog. I came to the bridge for the midnight watch. The enemy counter radar was locked on us meaning they had their guns on us. It also had guns in fixed positions in the mountains which could pepper the sea with fire making us run the gauntlet. I thought my chances of living were nil. At that point out of the heavy fog I heard the singing as audibly as if I were in the Mother Church; voices coming out of the fog singing "O GENTLE PRESENCE" (one of the hymns written by Mary Baker Eddy) I knew at that moment Christian Science was true and real. We managed to back out of the harbor without incident. It was the protection of Christian Science which saved us and me. I will never forget it.
During WORLD WAR 1 Frederick Dixon (a student near Mrs. Eddy's time) was close to Woodrow Wilson and was among other things as private advisor. From him came the arming of merchant just before we entered the war.....My dad used to teach choral conducting at Union Theological Seminary in NYC. There was a man named Woodworth who became an ordained minister. Was raised in China spoke Chinese and was chaplain to Chaing Kai Sheck's Army. During the Korean war there was a time when North Korean prisoners were given the choice of returning to Communism or Taiwan. Woodworth heard that a communist agitator in the prison camp was planning to murder the North Korean head wanting to go to freedom. He called the prisoners together not knowing what to say. Speaking in Chinese he quoted Paul in Acts, I haven't it in front of me, but it is something like you slew a man in your anger. During his speech the Communist agitator came forward in tears. Reaching into his boot he pulled out a knife. Pointing at the other man he admitted he was going to murder him. He gave the knife to Woodward and then said ,"if this is freedom then I want to go to it." Fred Stoessel anfred39@hotmail.com
Pregnant with my second child, I was is a state of panic. My first pregnancy had not been unpleasant but the delivery had been an horrific experience and one I did not wish to repeat. The search for a doctor to terminate this pregnancy took us far afield from our home state, for this was at that time an illegal operation. Our search brought my husband and me to a dark, dank, nasty office where I met a strange older doctor who was willing to perform the necessary operation. Fortunately, he he scared me more than the pregnancy. At the absolutely bitter end of my rope I begged my husband to find a Christian Science Church.
I can not express to you the overwhelming sense of Love that enveloped me as we settled down for the service. During the first hymn, I heard an inner voice that simply said, IT''S ALL RIGHT. Sweet tears of relief flooded my face and what followed truly was the Peace that passeth understanding. I remember seeing the startled look of disbelief on my husband's face as he looked over at me. (He was an antheist.) I don't remember anything else from that service, except the inner knowning, the wonderous peace and the unconditional love that I felt for the entire world. This blessed awareness of God's Love stayed with me for several hours. The healing though, as all truely spiritual healing is, has been permanent, and not only blessed me then, with a complication free and medical- intervenion free delivery; but protected my child and me during the twenty years that we were separated. You see a divorce 3 years later resulted in the kidnapping by the father of that child. The deep and abiding peace that I had that day in church, and the inner knowing that 'What God has put together CANNOT be rent asunder" sustained me during that 20 years.
Yes, we have found each other again and we have a most joyous and loving relationship. The way that God orchestrated our reunion was by a most miracluous and circuitous route that overcame the human obstacles of name changes, lies, and other deceptions. It was a wonderous route that only the infinite wisdom of God's Omniscience could have divised.
I am most grateful for Mrs. Eddy, for Christian Science and for the unselfish and untiring work of Christian Science practitioners and for this proof of God's Love.
Mmjcwj@aol.com
My daughter was born with club feet but healthy otherwise. They told my wife and myself that they would have to break her feet. We said we would call and schedule an appointment but we didn't. We counted on the promises of God's will to heal all that are faithful. Her feet were healed. Several years later my wife was diagnosed with Graves disease. The medication they put her on wasn't helping so they were going to mschedule partial removal of her thyroid. When she went in for her pre-op tests they found her thyroid was actually underactive so they reduced her medicine then had to take her off of it. Six years later she still has no problems and is not taking any medication. Later that year, I was very heavy into reading God's word and my daughter then scratched the lens on my eye. The doctor said it would hurt for a couple weeks and my vision in that eye would be blurry from 2-6 months. I was to be baptized that weekend and the doctor said I couldn't if it was chlorine. It was. That night I couldn't read. It gave me a headache and made me sick. The next day the same thing. The following day someone gave me a word of knowledge that my eye would be clear by the end of the day. We went to church and when I got back I grabbed my bible and my sight was restored. I got baptized that night. That summer my daughter cut her hand on a sliding board between her thumb and forefinger. It needed stitches. When we told her, she said "why don't we just have Jesus heal it". I told her okay but that He might be busy healing someone really sick. She sat between my wife and myself and she asked Jesus to heal her cut while I was praying for the right thing to tell her as to why she didn't get healed. I was worried this would rob her of her faith. She let go of our hands and said "look daddy". Her cut was gone except for a little white line like she scraped it with her fingernail. All praise be to God for it is His will for all to be healed.
Testifier: Eric Ackerman, ericla@neo.lrun.com
Due to many things, I have never been able to repay my student loans from college, so for the last 10 years or so, my federal income tax returns have gone to the Dept. of Education as payment on defaulted student loans. Well, in Sept. of last year, after Hurricane Katrina & Rita, I moved from Baton Rouge, Louisiana to Wisconsin & started work immediately. This year when tax time rolled around, I figured I had $716.84 coming to me. However, in November of last year, I was in an automobile wreck & my car insurance had gone up to $712.00 for 6 months. It was due in March & I could see no possible way of being able to cover that expense. Even paying by the month would still be more than I could afford on my present paycheck. As the time for the insurance drew closer, I tried very hard to know that "Divine Love always has met and always will meet every human need", as Mrs. Eddy tells us. Then just a couple days before the insurance had to be paid, I was checking my bank balance with the automated phone & discovered, to my great surprise, a deposit of $716.84 of which I had no record. I knew it was not a paycheck, because I didn't make that much! The only thing it could have been was my federal income tax refund! When I sent in my tax forms, they went to a different area than before & so I was able to receive my refund this time - just enough, almost to the penny, of what was needed for the car insurance! I cannot even express my gratitude for this blessing! Divine Love has once again met the human need. I continue to be so grateful for this blessing, among so many others, that lately my life seems to be a marvel of miracles! But, again as Mrs. Eddy says, what is a miracle to us is perfectly natural to divine Love. I am growing & realizing more all the time that the source of all supply is divine Mind, expressing itself as the divine Love that meets every human need. - Margrette Dutton
Testimony: Saved from Titanic
The Overcoming of Fear through Christian Science
It is difficult to tell of the experience which follows, but the student of Christian Science will readily see in it that acceptance of the truth made the overcoming of fear possible, even as in the case of disease, and that divine Principle is to be relied upon at all times.
While the Titanic was sinking, and during the whole time I was working at the boats, I held to the truth, thereby eliminating all fear. I do not pretend that any man can go down on a ship at midnight, in mid-Atlantic, and succeed in eliminating fear, without hard work. It was hard work, and yet the very conditions which existed on the port side were in themselves a demonstration of the workings of Truth, for not the slightest hitch occurred, and all boats were got away, the last one, which was a flat-bottomed collapsible, floating off the deck. Now it is proverbial that the last thing a sailor will think of is a life-belt; certainly no thought had entered my head of my own life-belt, and I was far too busy at the boats to leave them, even had I thought of it. And this is how I came to obtain my belt.
Murdoch had been appointed chief, I was first and Blair was second officer; in that rank we had joined the Titanic in Belfast. Shortly before we sailed from Southampton, Wilde, who was formerly chief of the Olympic, and who was to have been given command of another of the White Star steamers, which, owing to the coal strike and other reasons was laid up, was sent for the time being to the Titanic as chief, Murdoch ranking back to first, myself to second, and Blair standing out for the voyage. Now it will be seen why it was that Wilde, on wanting some articles which were received by the first officer in Belfast, came to me. I took him into the first officer's room and showed him where they were, and was on my way back on deck again when I heard Wilde say, "I am going to put on my life-belt." At that precise moment I was passing my own room door, facing which is a wardrobe, and on the top of this was my own life-belt. On hearing Wilde's remark, I instinctively looked into the room, reached for the belt, and put it on.
I now resumed my work at the boats, finally calling for men to follow me up on top of the officers' quarters to cut adrift the last boat, which was stowed there. This boat we had not time even to open up, so just hove her down to the deck from which we had launched the others. As I saw her slide over the edge of the quarters I turned and ran across the deck to the other side of the ship to see if anything further could be done. Looking down I could see that all material work was finished, so from where I was on top of the quarters and above the bridge, I faced forward and walked into the water. The sudden immersion in this penetratingly cold water for a few seconds overcame all thought, and I struck out blindly for the crow's-nest which is on the foremast and was at that time just above the water. In a couple of seconds I realized that the crow's-nest and all other material help was of the same value, and almost immediately I found myself drawn with great force against the grating covering the mouth of the forward blower, a huge ventilator leading down to the forward stoke-hold. In this position I went below the surface with the ship.
I want to emphasize strongly this point, that as soon as I collected my thoughts after taking to the water, I remember saying to myself, "Now, I'll see how much I have learned from Christian Science." A doubt never entered my mind as to the possibility of my surviving; in other words, of the ability of the divine power to save me. I think I can conscientiously say that with this thought all fear left me, and I commenced again to realize the truth of being. It was at this moment that I was drawn into the water, still realizing the truth, and while I was below the surface these words from the 91st Psalm came to me so distinctly that I seemed to realize their full import: "He shall give his angels charge over thee." Immediately, I think, I was thrown away from the blower, and came up to find a piece of wood in my hand which seemed to be attached to the top of the funnel by a wire. I remained still, while the water rushed past me carrying the people with it away from me. A second time I went down, still holding fast to the truth, and again came to the surface. My piece of wood was gone, but alongside me was the flat-bottomed collapsible boat which I had thrown down on the other side of the ship. This I laid hold of, but made no attempt to board it.
I want it to be understood that during this time in the water the fact came calmly and clearly that there was a divine power which could be utilized in a practical manner, and also it seemed perfectly natural to rely on this power with the spiritual understanding which is so often spoken of in the Bible, and which is explained in "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" by Mrs. Eddy. Now, with the sinking of a great ship like the Titanic, there was also the fear of suction to overcome, and at this time the forward funnel fell, throwing the boat, myself, and other survivors about twenty feet clear of the ship, so that of suction we felt nothing.
About thirty of us floated the remainder of the night on the upturned boat, and I could not overcome the intense cold experienced, yet when a man handed me a bottle of something that smelt somewhat like essence of peppermint, the thought of material means was nothing short of repulsive, and needless to say, it was not taken. At daybreak we found two life-boats floating near by, into which we were taken. I was the last member of the Titanic to board the Carpathia, and after interviewing her captain, discarded my wet clothes in favor of a bunk, in which I remained for about half an hour, and was not in bunk or bed again till we arrived in New York. Reaction or effects from the immersion-which I was confidently assured would take place-there were none; and though surprise has been expressed by very many, it only goes to prove that "with God all things are possible."
· Lieut. C. H. Lightoller, R.N.R.
Reprinted from The Christian Science Journal Vol. XXX, 10/1912, No. 7, p. 414.
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