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Testimonies of Healing
The following testimonies are offered with great love to those seeking encouragement and inspiration.
All that comes out of this church is so helpful and uplifting. A recent Lesson and the “Weekly Meat” on the Web site made me think of a healing experience that I would like to share. We have had many healings in our family, and although this occurred some years ago, it shows the practical value of staying close to God when raising a family.
I had been asked to do some prayerful work for someone, which I did, and was writing them a letter, while our children played outside with some older neighborhood children. When I went out to check on them, I found that our little daughter had fallen head first off a second story deck into a small rose bush.
I picked her up off the ground, almost in a state of shock myself, and immediately asked her whose child she wasandwhotook care of her, towhichsheanswered, “God.” She appeared to be dazed. I carried her into the house, laid her on my bed, and opened Science and Health at random to the page where it tells of a little girl who had occasionally listened to Mrs. Eddy’s explanations, and who had badly wounded her finger. She didn’t seem to notice, and when asked about it, said it didn’t hurt a bit and ran off to play.
That was just what I needed. The next moment my little girl, who had crawled from the bed to the floor, asked me about a picture on my bedroom wall. I told her about it and said, “You have a picture in your bedroom; who’s in that picture?” At that, she jumped up, ran in her room and started telling me all about Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.
In less than half an hour, she was perfectly free and normal, with not a mark or scratch on her face — the marks had completely disappeared.
The doorbell rang, and my front stoop was filled with very frightened looking children, who were thrilled to see that our daughter was perfectly fine.
To complete the protection, after my husband returned home from work and both children sat on his lap and told him exactly what had happened, he didn’t react at all. It was as if he didn’t take in what they were saying, just listening in awe. Later when I told him, and asked him if he didn’t hear them, he said, “I could see that she was perfectly fine.”
To say that I am grateful to have this Science in my life is an understatement, for it certainly is practical and can meet every need.
D.W. - Virginia
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One evening I had several errands to run. At my last stop, I got into my car to drive home, and the car wouldn’t start. After trying a few things, I realized the battery was dead.
It was dark, and I was a little concerned, so I prayed, asking God to guide me to do the right thing. I wasn’t too far from home, and it felt right that I walk home and call a car repair service. I arrived safely home and called the service and was told a technician would be there within an hour, and I should go and wait by my car. I walked back to my car, and within five minutes the technician arrived. He checked the battery and found it needed to be replaced. He had one with him that fit my car, and within fifteen minutes I was on my way home.
I am so grateful for Christian Science, and for the pro- Testimonies tective power of God. We can turn to Him in any situation, and get an answer of peace.
S.W. - New Jersey
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Last spring my husband, who is not a Christian Scientist, spent a day working back in our lower field. Later, when undressing, he felt something itching him. I investigated and discovered a deeply imbedded tick. Being reared in the country, I just took tweezers and removed it as best I could. This tick bite started bothering him very badly — red and swollen and itching all the time. I offered to help with Christian Science, but he turned me down and went to his doctor. The doctor did a Lyme disease test, but very little else, and just gave him a prescription for some itching cream.
The tick bite wasn’t healing at all, and so at the end of the summer he visited the doctor again, with no better results this time. Finally he said he was ready to try Christian Science. I asked him to see himself as a perfect spiritual being that could not have been touched by a tick or tick bite or anything else. “If God can’t have a tick bite, then you can’t have a tick bite.” I worked in the same way — seeing that it never happened, and that he was a perfect spiritual being.
The next day when he came home from work he said, “Oh, by the way, the terrible itching from the tick bite has stopped. Would you look at it and see what’s happening?” I looked and saw that the swelling had gone down and there was much less redness. He got his healing, and with Christian Science to lead the way.
Thank you, Mrs. Eddy, and thank you, Plainfield Church, for helping me to learn how to use Christian Science in this very practical way!
D. A. - Virginia
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Last year was a very challenging year for me. I lost my job of six years’ standing at the end of February, and found myself doing temporary work until April. I landed a good job salary-wise, but the atmosphere in the office was far from edifying and was plagued with lots of antagonism and disorganization.
After spending three months there, I found myself in another job that was no better than the first, and deeply offended my sense of ethics and what was morally right. I was “pressured” to disguise the truth of situations in order to obtain clients, and to make promises I knew very well were not going to be kept. I felt heartsick and very depressed every day for the past three months, and it’s been a struggle to get out of bed and go to work.
I again started the dismal task of sending out resumes and contacting headhunters. I also began to pray, as it has helped me in the past. However, this time I also contacted a Christian Science practitioner from Plainfield Church to help me know the truth about my relationship with God, and to know I’m always provided for by our Father-Mother God.
The practitioner was very loving and asked me to know that “God has a right place for me.” She also directed me to read the article called “Place” by Mrs. Eddy, which can be found on the church’s Web site. Together we prayed to know that man is always provided for by God, and that “Spirit duly feeds and clothes every object, as it appears in the line of spiritual creation, thus tenderly expressing the fatherhood and motherhood of God.” I was also directed to read the Plainfield Bible Lesson daily, and to ponder on the message it contained.
The result, to make this story short, is that I obtained an interview with a company that I was very interested in, Testimonies that very evening! I first had a telephone interview, which always gives me apprehension. I was reminded that God gave me a “presence, and certainty, and a position” (Martha Wilcox), and everything went smoothly.
I found myself invited, then and there, to have a faceto- face interview with the vice president and a manager of the company. I went, again fortified by the practitioner's treatment and my affirmations from the Bible, “As it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.” (I Cor.) And from Science and Health, “man, reflecting God’s power, has dominion over all the earth and its hosts.”
I found myself interviewing with a poise and calmness that heretofore were unknown to me (I usually become a bundle of nerves when interviewing). The result of the meeting was that the manager offered me the job right then and there, and immediately started the process of hiring me.
I left the place feeling so grateful and humbled by God’s care for us, His children. I immediately communicated the good news to the practitioner, who has been so patient and supportive during my anxiety and despondency.
I hope this will help anyone who is looking for a job, or finding themselves despondent about life in general. Prayer does help!!! and it helps us to know God as our loving Father-Mother who always provides for every need.
I’m so grateful for this great Science, and for the Plainfield Church and its practitioners, and very thankful to be a member.
P. D. - New York
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For a year or so my son had been behaving in a very erratic manner towards me. He was moody, unkind, and disrespectful. He would answer me in an angry, or sarcastic way.
This behavior was not normal for him in any way. He had always been a happy, loving, positive child. He grew up in Christian Science and would participate in the Plainfield Sunday School via the telephone. When it came time to choose a college, he chose one close to the church, so he could continue to attend the Sunday services. He faithfully went to church and the Sunday School for all four years while he was in college.
Growing up, he never gave me any trouble, he was always a joy to be around and skipped over any belief in the “terrible two’s” or “rebellious teen” years. Now, in his early twenties, it appeared as those age beliefs and phases were appearing, all rolled up into one! This is a child whom I love dearly, and his behavior was a hurt and frustration to me. I would often react by either arguing, or dissolving into tears. I would pray the best I knew how. I tried to see him as God's perfect child, but I knew I needed to have some help, so I called a practitioner from the Plainfield Church for help.
The practitioner knew my son, having taught some of the Sunday School classes which he attended. She confirmed his loving nature and told me how much God loved him, as well as me, and would never create anything but a loving child. She reminded me that he was God’s child, not “my” child, never born into matter. As the perfect child of God, he couldn’t behave anything other than perfectly.
Every day I worked to see him through God’s eyes. I knew that he possessed all the attributes of a caring and loving God, and nothing else. I also knew that what I was seeing was not personal, but a belief, and not any part of him, or any of God's dear children.
One day, suddenly, the ugly behavior I had been seeing just disappeared. In its place was the wonderful, happy child I had always known and loved. I am happy to say, it has been a few months now, and not once has this “other” personality, which seemed so real, displayed itself again. It is entirely gone. He is a joy to be around, and harmony is back in our home. I am so grateful for this healing.
I am grateful for the practitioner who opened my eyes to the Truth, and for this proof of God’s love for man.
H. G. - Maryland
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At this time of year, I am reminded of a healing that I had when I was fairly young, one year in early December. The collective belief in contagion held my school in its grip, and I was kept home with a high fever. I lay in bed at night feeling miserable, and when morning came my mother moved me to lie full length on the living room sofa wrapped in a down comforter, my head elevated with pillows. On the table beside the sofa she kept a glass full of ginger ale and ice cubes for me to sip from. I was unable to eat from the onset, and only got a little relief from the cool liquid.
My dad was our family metaphysician, and during the evenings he gave Christian Science treatment, but when mornings came, he had to go to work. At this time, my parents had procured a book which they prized greatly. It was a copy of Christ and Christmas, a slender volume devoted entirely to one poem written by Mary Baker Eddy. Each pair of facing pages contained a brief verse or two on one side, opposite a fine art painting illustrating the text. This treasure was kept behind locked glass doors that covered the upper bookcase portion of my dad's secretary desk.
My delirium was such that I could not read effectively from our textbooks, the Bible and Science and Health, but my mother wanted me to do something to try to help myself. So she washed my hands, unlocked the bookcase, and gave me the precious folio to look at. My temperature was so high that I was fairly dissociated from what is called consensus reality. As I slowly spent time with succeeding pages, I seemed to actually be in the paintings. I stood beneath the night sky and looked through the looming dark clouds at the bright star. I mingled with the assembled relatives around the Christmas tree. I was the child sitting in a wooden chair reading, with my dear grandfather nearby.
There are only fifteen verses by Mrs. Eddy in this book, followed by a sixteenth from the words of Christ Jesus. I spent about an hour slowly experiencing them, one after another. When I reached the end, I returned from that other place to our family living room. I realized with amazement that I was completely well. There was no time span of recovery. The fever had evaporated. It was just gone. My swollen throat was normal, my joints and limbs no longer ached, and I was hungry. This was a transformative experience that I have remembered vividly all my life, though many decades have passed since then.
I am profoundly grateful for all the materials our beloved Leader has written for us — our textbook, Prose Works, the Church Manual, the seven hymns authored by her, her articles, the collectanea archived by the Carpenters. Among these, the poem Christ and Christmas holds a special place in my heart, inspiring us as it does to experience “Life, without birth and without end, Emitting light!”
N. M. - Virginia
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