Category: Spiritual Healing

Swimming is an activity I enjoy a great deal.  However, the first time I went swimming this spring, one of my ears stopped up.  This had never happened before, but I didn’t think much about it and assumed it would soon correct itself.  However, for several weeks as I continued to swim the ear continued to be stopped up.  At that point I realized I needed to pray about it.  I affirmed that every function of my body is governed by the one divine Mind, which is God, and thus performs normally and harmoniously.  The principle of God’s harmonious universe provides that an activity that expresses God, such as swimming, can’t result in harm or an abnormal condition.

However, several weeks passed, the ear didn’t clear, and I noticed that a numbness was creeping into my cheek.  At that point several fear-filled questions flooded my consciousness:  What is this?  Why doesn’t it go away?  Will it affect my hearing?

I dealt with these fears by more diligently turning to what I’ve learned about God’s all-good government.  The first chapter of Genesis states that man is made in the image and likeness of God, thus is spiritual and perfect.  Since God is constant, unchanging goodness, I reasoned that I must also be all good, and couldn’t lose that perfection (even if it appeared to be so).  My true spiritual substance as an idea of God could not be affected by any material condition or circumstance, and consistently acknowledging this brought it out in my experience.

As I continued to affirm the truth (as God sees it) about my identity and deny any abnormal condition, my fears left, the ear cleared and did not get stopped up again.   I continue to swim with joy and gratitude!

NH

I have found that Christian Science heals animals as readily as it does people.

Years ago, my elderly cat became quite ill. After praying for some time, and seeing little visible result, I reluctantly took the cat to the vet. He took an X-ray and concluded that something was wrong with her kidneys. He told me that the best thing I could do was to keep the cat well hydrated and gave me some equipment to help do that. I brought the cat home.

After a few days of trying the water treatment, there seemed to be little beneficial effect, so I discontinued it. I decided to redouble my efforts to find a solution through prayer, and asked someone else to pray with me. This prayer led me to see my cat more as a God-created idea than I had considered before. I reasoned that cats express grace, balance, delicacy, and intelligence. Like all of God’s creations, they must be immortal and indestructible, since God cannot create anything unlike himself. Consistent attention to these kinds of thoughts made a huge difference in my outlook, and in my cat’s health. She recovered, and lived at least another year with no recurrence of the problem.

I am very grateful.

CHK

I have occasionally been faced with the symptoms of migraine headache, and turned to spiritual truths for usually quick healings. Last year, however, I felt the symptoms rising during the afternoon but didn’t take the time to turn to God and His perspective of my perfect wholeness as His child. My husband and I were to attend the ballet in a nearby city and I insisted on going, praying half-heartedly on the way. But during the first half of the performance, I had to leave my seat, and at intermission told my husband I couldn’t continue. We left to take the hour-long subway ride home. Once in the train station, deep under the city, I felt even worse — unable to stand upright and nearly overcome with nausea, aching head and bowel discomfort. I dreaded the confinement of the train ride ahead. In desperation, I called my Christian Science teacher by cell phone, even though it was after midnight in her time zone. I was only able to say I was very ill in a subway station and need help. She immediately reminded me firmly that I was never separated from God and His care, right there and right now. All I could do was listen, but I felt somewhat better as she continued to talk. She agreed to continue prayerful support for me. So I hung up the call and we boarded the train. The ride felt interminable (including some unexpected delays). I kept my eyes closed and my thoughts focused on every truth about God and His creation (me) that I could think of. And a steady stream of inspiration did come. By the time we arrived at our home station, I was much better. And within the first few minutes of the car ride home, it was suddenly as if a weight was lifted off my head, and I was completely free of every symptom. I happily told my very-worried husband and he was much relieved — and I very extremely grateful to God and for the instant, loving support of my teacher.

C.O.

The sun has often been used as a symbol of God’s presence and power, both in the Bible and in Mrs. Eddy’s writings. I had an experience about 20 years ago that brought that symbol vividly to life for me. For some weeks, I’d been experiencing unexplained pains in my body, especially the breasts, upper and underarms. And I had found a lump in one breast. The media is so full of information about cancer and its symptoms, that we take it in unwittingly. I became very fearful that these physical signs meant cancer in the breast and/or lymph glands. As a lifelong Christian Scientist, I prayed about this situation as I’d been taught (and had proven many times) and had the prayerful support of a Christian Science practitioner to help me see my true reality as a spiritual child of God, untouched by disease — to see myself as God sees me. But the fear was great.

One night I felt the need to stay up studying my Bible and Mrs. Eddy’s writings to gain a sense of peace. I was in the guest room with east-facing glass doors. I dozed and woke during the night of study, still experiencing pain and renewed fear. Then toward dawn, as light was starting to fill the sky outside the room, I thought of the image of God as the life-giving, all-encompassing “sun” of my being. And as the light increased, I was suddenly struck with the absolute inevitability of that sunrise — nothing could stop that sun from coming up and filling my world with light, just as nothing could stop God’s presence and all-power from maintaining me as He created me: “pure, upright, whole and free” as it says in one of our hymns. That was the turning point: the fear was gone and within a few days, all the symptoms were gone, along with the lump. The peace and inspiration of that dawn time is described beautifully in #317 in the Christian Science Hymnal. One verse reads: “So shall it ever be in the bright morning, when hearts awaking see the shadows flee. O, in that hour, and fairer than the dawning, rises the glorious thought, I am with Thee.”

C. O.

After arriving at a large airport terminal where I was to meet my sister I gathered my luggage. One piece had been set aside as it must have arrived on an earlier flight. Finally getting all together I looked for my sister arriving on another flight. Not seeing her I called her on my cell phone. Shortly we happily met and went to another level of the airport for lunch. As I reached for my bag that contained my money, credit cards, driver’s license, ID, jewelry, in fact everything except my cell phone, it was gone. I mentally retraced my steps and then physically retraced my steps asking the woman at the luggage center and she assured me I had had the bag when talking to her. I talked to the Customer Service desk, Lost and Found and airlines desk I was greeted with lots of negative suggestions. One woman said, “Oh, purse snatchers!” I remembered asking directions from various people. Could they have surreptiously taken my bag? I began looking with suspicion on everyone I passed. There were three floors in this airport terminal and many people. Fear really crept in as the wedding that weekend that we had all looked forward to would certainly be soured for me and others as I would have to bother with closing accounts, borrowing money, and filing paperwork on lost items and sadness at losing some very precious (to me) jewelry.

Then I woke up! I declared there were no dishonest people in the entire airport. That Love was guiding me to do the right thing. That God was right with us. My sister and I prayed. She had some wonderful citations (helpful passages from the Bible and Science and Health, by Mrs. Eddy) with her and we prayed together. Having my cell phone I called a Christian Science practitioner and left a message for help. I then remembered putting down all the bags to make the earlier cell phone call. This new idea sent me back down two levels and as I went I heard my name called over the public address system. It had been over an hour since I had left that area. As I approached the Customer Service center, tears beginning to well in my eves, I saw a police officer was looking through my bag. He asked for some ID, which I of course did not have. He asked if everything was in the bag and I found everything intact. With a smile he said, “This is way I like to see these problem resolved.” With joy I left another message for the practitioner with my happy news that all was well. No more did I look with suspicion, but with love and appreciation for everyone I passed. What a wonderful beginning that was for a joyous weekend! I thank God for His goodness in opening my eyes.

B.F.

On a recent Saturday, I was struggling with a cold and a sore throat that looked like they would keep me at home for the day. This was frustrating because my sister and I were going to be participating in a local tennis doubles tournament that afternoon. After sulking for an hour, walking around the house, I began to notice all of my resources: the C.S. Sentinel magazines on the counter in the kitchen and the dining room table, a Science & Health on the kitchen table, the Bible-lesson in my backpack, the Sentinel radio edition CD in our car. This was a good reminder that I could and can always turn to God, Love.

I curled up on the couch in the living room and began to read a healing that was published in the Sentinel magazine. One of the passages from Science & Health that had helped the man in his healing really stood out to me. It says,

“Christian Science brings to the body the sunlight of Truth, which invigorates and purifies. Christian Science acts as an alterative, neutralizing error with Truth. It changes the secretions, expels humors, dissolves tumors, relaxes rigid muscles, restores carious bones to soundness. The effect of this Science is to stir the human mind to a change of base, on which it may yield to the harmony of divine Mind” (p. 162).

While the whole rigid muscles and tumors thing wasn’t really what I was looking for, the part about “change of base” and yielding to the harmony of divine Mind was very helpful. At camp, one counselor talked about instead of struggling with a problem or holding onto it, to simply “Let go and let God”. I began to accept certain facts about myself and my relationship with God. After reading the passage in the Sentinel, I decided to look it up in Science & Health to read it in context. I ended up reading almost the whole chapter, and then continuing on to Physiology. I read a little in Prayer, Footsteps of Truth and then flipped to some of our Sunday School’s favorite pages, the 390’s. As I was reading, I began to forget about the cold, and got more and more into the reading. I paused when the phone rang and realized that I hadn’t even blown my nose for at least 30-40 minutes.

However, at that point, I began to feel the same symptoms again and was slightly discouraged. I decided that it was okay to blow my nose, but I was going to keep my mind on the spiritual track. Every time I took a tissue, I would take a pen and write one small truth on the actual tissue box. Some of the ones I wrote were:
“Mind governs the body, not in one instance, but in every instance.”
“God is Love.
“Thou art whole.”
“Blot out the images of mortal thought and its beliefs in sickness and sin.”
“Divine Mind has all power.”
“The indestructible faculties of Spirit exist without the conditions of matter.”

After doing this for a while, I remembered something else. I had built my house on the rock, not the sand, and so therefore nothing could shake or break my strong house.

I again became very engrossed in my reading and writing, and when I stopped for a moment to de-smudge the box, I realized I was singing to myself (Mothers Evening Prayer, a hymn by Mary Baker Eddy), something that I hadn’t been able to do all morning. Immediately, I felt my head clear as well as my nose and I could swallow painlessly. I got up and found myself fully energetic. I had an urge to go jump on the trampoline! I am so grateful for this experience and for Christian Science, and especially God!

M. A.

In July, my family held their family reunion at Lake Tahoe. There were about 20 of us, including several of my teen-aged grandchildren and their friends. One day, 15 of us decided to rent bicycles for a 4-hour bike ride. I had not been on a bike for over 25 years, so I “practiced” in the Lodge parking lot.

After riding about 1-2 hours down to the south edge of Lake Tahoe for our picnic lunch, I hit a tricky curve and flew head over heels. When my sons picked the bike up and away from me, I heard a sound like a bone cracking in my ankle. I started praying for myself, knowing that I couldn’t fall from God’s grace, and that accidents could not happen to a child of God. I could not break away from God’s goodness and perfection, which I continually express.

I was able to ride for another 20 minutes to the lunch spot, but when I tried to get back on the bike after lunch, my ankle had swollen and there was pain when I tried to walk. I was able to get a ride back to the lodge, where I tried to get comfortable and called a Christian Science practitioner. He told me how he and his wife had been skiing years ago, and she fell and fractured her ankle coming down the slope. The ski patrol brought her down the hill. While she lay on the bed in pain, he prayed, but with no improvement. Finally he realized he was starting from the wrong premise. He was praying to heal a fractured ankle–to make it well. He should have started with God and prayed to see that as God’s image and likeness, she could only express God’s perfection. He didn’t have to petition God to make an injured body into a well body, since in God’s sight, she was never touched by harm. Starting from this correct premise melted the conviction of pain and injury, with the result that the next morning she jumped out of bed and skied comfortably all day.

I expected to get the same results! But it took me a little longer. I needed my son to drive me back home from the reunion, as I was not able to do so. The hardest thing for me through this experience was to erase the mental picture of seeing myself lying on the ground, and hearing the crack of the bone. But the material senses do not have any genuine authority or reality in God’s sight. Our Leader, Mrs. Eddy, tells us that “..Man is not material; he is spiritual.” (P. 468 in Science and Health.)

I was inspired and uplifted by daily prayer and treatment from the practitioner, and in about 2 weeks I had a complete healing. During this time, my family called or e-mailed me every day and I would say, “All is well.” The truth was that I could not express anything that God was not expressing! What really needed correcting was believing I could be separated from God. After all, God made everything, and He made it good. (The Bible tells us so!) So now I can take my 4-mile daily walks and play golf every week. I expect to be able to climb the mountains again at our next family reunion. All truly is well!

J.P.

On Wednesday afternoon recently, I was trimming deadheads with a pair of electric grass clippers and accidentally cut into a finger on my left hand. The shock and blood sent me running into the house where my husband cleaned and bandaged the wound. My first thought about this was from Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy. She writes, “Accidents are unknown to God…” on page 424* and although the complete sentence did not come to me at the time, I reasoned that since God did not know it, I could go back and finish the task at hand, which I did. After dinner, I attended the Christian Science Wednesday night testimony meeting in Orinda. At this service the congregation is invited to pray for all gathered there. I prayed for the health and well-being of all present, acknowledging each one’s relationship to the divine consciousness, Mind. I did not specifically include myself, as by then I had quite forgotten about my finger. When I got home, my husband offered to change the bandage before we went to bed. When the old dressing was removed, we discovered that there was nothing showing but a pink line where the cut had occurred. My heart was filled with gratitude and in a few days nothing remained and it would have been impossible to even find a trace of the cut.

HF

*(The complete sentence in the chapter Christian Science Practice reads: “Accidents are unknown to God, or immortal Mind, and we must leave the mortal basis of belief and unite with the one Mind, in order to change the notion of chance to the proper sense of God’ unerring direction and thus bring out harmony.”)

I would like to tell about a healing that both my daughter and I had recently. My daughter is three and full of wonder. We were just returning from a day in the field attempting to capture an endangered snake. About half way home we hit some traffic on the freeway in San Francisco and my daughter vomited all over herself and the back seat of our rental car. After a moment my thought was calm enough to find a shoulder large enough to pull out of traffic and try to clean up as much of the mess as possible and make my daughter more comfortable.

Once I was back in the car driving a flood of awful thoughts came to me. They started with, “What happened, is this the flu, did she eat something that made her ill?” And to throw in a little parental guilt, “What did I give her to eat and was it fresh?”

Immediately on the heels of these thoughts came the Christ message. “Nothing happened to God’s sweet, perfect idea. She is entirely spiritual, a reflection of God. There is no power that can change that fact. God is omnipotent good, the only power.” Meanwhile my daughter went back to sleep and the Christ message continued: “There is no cause or source outside of God, so the only thing that she can have is infinite, eternal good. You can’t have done anything wrong because you are God’s reflection too and your motives are pure, intending only good for your daughter.” At that point I just firmly declared my daughter’s identity as God’s entirely spiritual child. And I knew this was effective prayer. I felt satisfied that because Truth was the source of my declaration, suggestions to the contrary had no substance or foundation to sustain them. With that I let go of the fear for my daughter’s well being. However, aggressive mental suggestions continued to badger me, trying to sneak in and claim to be my own thought. The whole rest of the way home I had the most fun bringing every thought into conformity to the Christ. The suggestions that came to me about possible cause or source became almost laughable. They were just impotent in the face of the Truth shining in my consciousness.

When we got home my daughter woke up, got out of the car, vomited once more on the sidewalk and was done with it. I gave her a bath and by the end of it she was playing like nothing had ever happened.

What an exhilarating experience this was for me! To feel God’s presence so effective and constant was marvelous and I wish I had words to convey my gratitude to God for this experience. I guess my greatest expression of gratitude would be to continue being conscious of the Truth and witnessing every thought being brought into conformity with the Christ, following with not just words, but deeds. I am also grateful to every practitioner I have ever spoken with, for every Sentinel, Journal, and Sentinel Radio article or conversation I have read or heard, for all of Mrs. Eddy’s writings, and for the Bible. I feel like what I am learning from all of these sources has led me to an understanding that allowed this healing experience.

W.D.

I’ve lived in Northern California for almost twenty-five years, and when the month of May arrives, allergies have been a struggle for me. Sometimes it has been worse than others, but always a struggle. I have had so many physical healings through the application of truths I’ve found Christian Science, but somehow this seemed in another category. I used to think I just had to get through it, for once June came, I was pretty free.

This past May was no exception, and in the first week I found myself sneezing and wheezing unmercifully. I am a school teacher, and one day I could hardly get through a complete sentence without sneezing multiple times and, of course, blowing my nose. My students felt so sorry for me. I went to a meeting after school, and they finally adjourned it early in sympathy for the pathetic state I was in. Several well-meaning colleagues offered me Claritin, a popular allergy medicine. That kind of caught my attention, not because I wanted the Claritin, but because I wasn’t using my form of medicine, which is prayer.

I got in the car to go home, and in desperation for something to help me think better, I pulled out a Christian Science Sentinel Radio program CD that someone had given me. I hadn’t listened to it, despite having had it for months, but I was delighted to find a remarkable healing of allergies as one of the four healings given. The speaker voiced the very same thing I had been thinking, that somehow this allergy problem was outside the realm of possibility to be healed. She said,  “I just thought I had to put up with it,” and then she talked about something that I found very interesting. To the medical world, there is no real “healing”of allergies; all you can do is manage the symptoms. That is all, for instance, that Claritin could do. She began to see that real healing was possible, for all we are ever working with is “thought”. My thoughts about pollen seemed to induce this reaction. But what was pollen, something outside of God’s love for me, something that could separate me from good, from freedom, from health? I listened to that healing on the CD several times and the light just went on in my thought about the naturalness of healing this belief. I wasn’t changing the body to stop reacting, but I was seeing myself purely spiritually, untouched by the belief of reaction. I was free that night. I listened to the same healing three times again on my way to school the next morning. My thought had completely turned around from the inevitability of this problem every spring, to the absolute insistence in my thought that I was free, that pollen or any atmospheric belief could not separate me from God. And I was free all that day. Once of my students even noted that I wasn’t sneezing any more and what a difference that was. (It had been almost comical the day before). That was it, the rest of the month, not a sneeze. The change was like night and day.

I am so grateful for this change of thought and for this woman’s willingness to share her testimony, as I want now to share mine. There is no physical situation that is outside the realm of healing, of that I am sure.

R.A.