Category: Spiritual Healing

When I was growing up, I had a lot of ear problems. Earaches, infections and hearing loss all troubled me often. I had to wear special ear protection when I was swimming, and at school, I always sat up front because of my “special needs”.

When I started going to the Christian Science Sunday School, I began learning how to say no to error and to “stand porter at the door of thought” (from page 292 of Science and Health.) This meant that I could watch my thinking and reject hurting ears. I was beginning to see that that pain is a lie, a falsity about God’s loving creation. A lie is not real. It doesn’t exist. Learning these things made a huge difference in my life. The constant ear problems stopped.

Then, a little while ago, when my sister had her ears pierced, I decided to get mine pierced too. They were fine for a few days, then one morning I woke up, and when I looked in the mirror, my earlobes were so swollen that so that my earrings were completely hidden. I almost panicked for a split second. Oh not again! I said. I thought I was done with ear problems! And then I knew I was not going to get anywhere with that kind of thinking. I remembered that what I see in the mirror can’t give true information about how God sees me. I am God’s reflection, not the mirror’s reflection of pain and swelling. So then I sang some hymns and read and highlighted the Bible Lesson.

However, I was still thinking about my ears very negatively. And then I thought about how I cannot be sick, because God is not sick. Since God does not have ear problems, I could not have ear problems. I started to read the Lesson again, wanting to fill my thinking to overflowing with good thoughts and allow no bad ones. My new favorite Science & Health quote helped a lot too (page 242):

“There is but one way to heaven, harmony, and Christ in divine Science shows us this way. It is to know no other reality- to have no other consciousness of life- than good, God, and His reflection, and to rise superior to the so-called pain and pleasure of the senses.”

In Sunday School, we had been writing out the steps in Christian Science treatment, and these helped too. This includes realizing that God is Love, Life, Truth, Mind, Soul, Spirit and Principle, and man reflects Him. Saying yes to this and no to pain helped.

I looked at my calendar and saw many good things to look forward to, including a Leadership Council trip to New York City and a school class trip whitewater rafting. Then I realized my ears weren’t hurting at all anymore. The error had been eliminated and replaced with a bursting, overflowing cup of positive thoughts. I realized I am perfect (including my ears). God has always been right by my side. I became fully aware that this is true.

I was so happy. Even though the doctor had to take care of getting my earrings out, all the pain was gone. I felt so free, letting go of the untrue, unreal junk that had been infecting my thought. I have learned from this experience that when I let my thought and decisions be guided by what I know is really true about God and man, I can rise superior to anything that lies in my path. Yay!

H.A.

I was with my seventh grade Spanish class in Mexico and I had a chance to pray for myself. I was snorkeling off the coast of a beach with my classmates and my snorkeling mask broke. I kept choking on salt water so I had to keep my head out and out of the water. I was having a bad time, my eyes were getting irritated, and I was really cold.

I started singing “O Gentle Presence” (a hymn by Mary Baker Eddy)* to myself, focusing on the thought that God was there with me and protecting me. Originally I was afraid of snorkeling because my friend in the group before me had gotten stung by a jellyfish twice. But I kept denying this fear and frustration with my mask.

After a couple of verses of the hymn, I started to feel a warm presence around me, I stopped shivering, and I was able to fix my mask. After that, I saw three sea turtles, a barracuda, and lots of fish! This experience has showed me that I can pray on my own, even if my mom isn’t there to help. This has really proven to me that God is ALWAYS there and listening and taking care of me.

A.R.H.

*Mother’s Evening Prayer

by Mary Baker Eddy

O gentle presence, peace and joy and power;
O Life divine, that owns each waiting hour,
Thou Love that guards the nestling’s faltering flight!
Keep Thou my child on upward wing tonight.

Love is our refuge; only with mine eye
Can I behold the snare, the pit, the fall:
His habitation high is here, and nigh,
His arm encircles me, and mine, and all.

O make me glad for every scalding tear,
For hope deferred, ingratitude, disdain!
Wait, and love more for every hate, and fear
No ill, — since God is good, and loss is gain.

Beneath the shadow of His mighty wing;
In that sweet secret of the narrow way,
Seeking and finding, with the angels sing:
“Lo, I am with you alway,” — watch and pray.

No snare, no fowler, pestilence or pain;
No night drops down upon the troubled breast,
When heaven’s aftersmile earth’s tear-drops gain,
And mother finds her home and heavenly rest.

I am grateful that Christian Science is applicable in small events as well as big ones.

Recently, when I was driving down to serve in our church’s Christian Science Reading Room (a place where anyone can come to find out about Christian Science), my nose began to bleed.  Since I was driving on the highway and there was no place to pull over, I held tissues to my nose and continued on to the Reading Room.  When I arrived there, my nose was still bleeding, and I said to the church member who was serving there, “I need your help!”  She put her arms around me and said, “You’ve got it, Honey!”  She lovingly and confidently prayed to see me as safe and whole in God’s arms, rejecting the notion of inharmony in the form of a nosebleed.  Right away, the bleeding stopped, and I was healed.  I was able to take over my duties at the Reading Room, as I had set out to do, even more confident that what we are offering here is of immeasurable value to any and all.

I am so grateful for God’s healing power.

BVV

I shall always remember a quick healing I experienced several years ago, because it showed me so vividly the true nature of a miserable sickness that otherwise seemed very real.

I was working at the time as a Christian Science nurse in a care facility for Christian Scientists, and I was on the night shift. I started feeling quite ill in the wee hours of the morning, running to the bathroom to either throw up or quickly sit. I didn’t see how I would be able to finish my shift, as we were about to start our morning cares for early risers, and I didn’t think anyone else would be able to replace me at that early hour.

I decided to do something I had read about in Science and Health, page 261:

“Look away from the body into Truth and Love, the Principle of all happiness, harmony, and immortality. Hold thought steadfastly to the enduring, the good, and the true, and you will bring these into your experience proportionably to their occupancy of your thoughts.”

This instruction goes along with another gem I remembered Mrs. Eddy wrote in First Church of Christ, Scientist, and Miscellany, page 210:

“Beloved Christian Scientists, keep your minds so filled with Truth and Love, that sin, disease, and death cannot enter them. It is plain that nothing can be added to the mind already full. There is no door through which evil can enter and no space for evil to fill in a mind filled with goodness. Good thoughts are an impervious armor; clad therewith you are completely shielded from the attacks of error of every sort.  And not only yourselves are safe, but all whom your thoughts rest upon are thereby benefited.”

So, following those instructions to the best of my ability, I decided I would go forward a step at a time, filling my thought with every God-centered idea I knew, and refusing to entertain anything else. I sang hymns out loud, said the Lord’s Prayer out loud, declared the Scientific Statement of Being (S&H, pg 468), and any other spiritual truth that came.  The effect of this mental insistence was amazing to me.  I was hoping I guess for an abatement of the symptoms until I could get finished and go home to bed, but instead, the entire miserable feeling of being nauseous, achy, and not myself melted like a fog being lifted by irresistible sunshine.  The symptoms weren’t just ameliorated; they evaporated!  I was thrilled to see that by insisting on the God-given fact of my uninvadable being, I was completely freed from wretchedness.  I completed my shift with joy, strength, and vigor, and went home in peace.

I am so grateful that this illustrates a principle that is available to all.  God (Love) made each one of us, and Love keeps us.  There is divine authority in knowing that.

ALK

When I was pregnant with my daughter, I was diagnosed with an infection during one of my regular checkups. As the obstetrician handed me the prescription, I had to tell her that I really didn’t intend to fill it and would be relying on prayer instead. She explained that this infection was thought to increase the risk of premature birth and that she didn’t feel comfortable with my decision. After some discussion we came to an agreement: she would re-test me during my next visit, and if the infection had not cleared up I would take the medication.

During the next month I tried again and again to pray about this situation, but met with mostly frustration. I was feeling pressure to get rid of the infection and not spending much time listening to God. Finally one afternoon as I was sitting quietly in the bathtub, I reached out to God and humbly asked for His guidance. At that moment, I felt as if a warm light was shining down on me in the tub and my thought was filled with a message from God – He simply told me to be grateful for the child. I realized that I had been having a lot of feelings about my coming child (mostly anxiety) but gratitude was not at the top of the list. From then on, every time I thought about the baby I was “bathed” in pure gratitude.

At my next checkup the obstetrician tested my sample herself, as she didn’t want to waste time waiting for the lab results to get me started on the medication. When she came back into the room where I was sitting, she was shaking her head and saying, “I looked at it twice under the microscope myself, and there was no sign of the infection!”

This healing was an important one to me for a couple of reasons. First of all, anybody who has ever been a mother can tell you that anxiety can be a constant companion if you let it. Learning to replace anxiety with gratitude has been a go-to skill for me countless times over the last twelve years since this healing occurred!

Secondly, a logical person might wonder why I would choose to spend a month praying about a minor medical problem that could be treated with a $10 prescription in about 5 minutes. What I learned is that the infection never was the issue. It was just a little warning sign that I needed to get closer to God. And no amount of effort is too much if it gets you closer to God.

HH

I just finished 6th grade, and one of my favorite things to do is track and field. I love running and especially high jump. I practice almost everyday with my team. But my foot had been hurting one day after practice. It wasn’t a particularly bad injury, but it hurt on the ball of my foot which is the main point of pressure.

My first thought was to be worried and afraid because that weekend was the qualifying meet for the Junior Olympics. But right after that thought came into my head, I pushed it right out. I knew bad ideas would get me nowhere. I had to focus on angel thoughts. I remembered one of the first and simplest things that I had learned in Sunday School, “I am the image and likeness of God,” which means I am a perfect child of God because I reflect His qualities. I get my unlimited supply of strength from Him, and nothing can change that. And as it says in I John: 4: 18, ‘There is no fear in Love; but perfect love casteth out fear.’ I knew that I loved track, so it definitely could not cause pain. So, that weekend when I went to compete, I didn’t feel any soreness or pain at all.

Editor’s Note: Amy did qualify for the upcoming Junior Olympics and will be competing with girls her age in the high jump and pentathlon. Yay!

A.H.

Recently, when I walked out to my garbage area, it was quite windy. As I was closing the door to this enclosure, a sudden a gust of wind caused the heavy door to hit my foot with great force. It was very painful.

I turned immediately to God in prayer, and what came to me was the Scientific Statement of Being (found in Science and Health, page 468.) It reads:

“Question.–What is the scientific statement of being?
Answer.–There is no life, truth, intelligence, nor substance in matter. All is infinite Mind and its infinite manifestation, for God is All-in-all. Spirit is immortal Truth; matter is mortal error. Spirit is the real and eternal; matter is the unreal and temporal. Spirit is God, and man is His image and likeness. Therefore man is not material; he is spiritual.”

I affirmed each line as the truth of my being, and I knew it was the present truth, in spite of appearances. I struggled back to my condo and up seven steps with great difficulty. The foot started to swell. When I got inside, I couldn’t walk further, so I crawled on the floor. My cat knew something was wrong because he had never seen me crawling in his territory before. He was very comforting and licked my face.

I opened Science and Health by Mary Baker Eddy to page 468 and pondered the three great questions asked on that page:
What is the scientific statement of being?
What is substance?
What is Life?
[Here is a link to that page, so you also can read how Mrs. Eddy answers those questions.]

I affirmed each statement: Since there is no life, truth, intelligence, nor substance in matter, then I am not made of matter, and therefore cannot have a broken or hurting matter-foot. Spirit is what defines my genuine being. I am spiritual, right now. I declared that this is the truth, and believed it with all my heart.

By the time I went to bed, I no longer was eye-to-eye with the cat on the ground. I could walk a bit and was able to put some weight on the foot. I had a restful night’s sleep, and in the morning, I was able to walk normally and without pain. It was as if the injury had never happened, and in God’s sight, it never did.

I am so grateful for Christian Science! It can meet any need, any time, anywhere.
Thank you, God!

B.V.V.

We were really looking forward to our trip to Africa. It would be our third trip, and we were really looking forward to it. But as the time was getting closer and closer, I was having a problem with an incessant cough. It was quite constant during the daytime but fortunately I could sleep at night. I was having help from a Christian Science practitioner to solve the problem but it was being very stubborn. My husband, who is not a Christian Scientist, got me a variety of medicines and I even tried those, but nothing seemed to change. My prayer was to understand that since God is All and God is good, this cough was not true in the infinitude of God’s goodness.

We were scheduled to leave on Saturday, and on Monday night I went to a Christian Science lecture. The speaker shared many helpful ideas, but one story really stood out to me. She told about a brash young reporter who decided that he wanted to interview Mary Baker Eddy, the founder of Christian Science. Mrs. Eddy was in her late eighties and there were stories circulating that she was not mentally alert. When he called on her, he said, “Tell me what this cult Christian Science is.” Mrs. Eddy’s response was, “Christian Science is the absolute acknowledgement of the ever presence of infinite perfection.” When he heard that statement and felt the conviction in this woman’s voice, he quietly left and asked no more questions. Some time later, he was in the military and was wounded. He remembered Mrs. Eddy’s statement and he repeated it to himself. He found himself instantly healed of his wounds. (Church records in Boston authenticated this information.)

That statement really spoke to me. I wrote it down and repeated it many times to feel the power of its truth. In the morning my husband said, “You’re not coughing!” That was absolutely the end of it. I never had any reoccurrence on the trip, which was wonderful, and I was so grateful to feel God’s power and presence that healed a very stubborn problem.

BW

Some years ago, I found myself becoming increasingly ill with symptoms associated with flu. It was mid-winter, and we were having a record cold snap. I found myself spending many hours outside trying to prevent freezing pipes from breaking at neighbors’ homes. It seemed a largely futile task, as it just kept getting colder each night, and the days were not warm enough to thaw out the uninsulated pipes. I was feeling worn down.

One morning, I felt so sick, I could scarcely move around safely, much less think or pray coherently.  I felt like all I could do was go back to bed, but instead I called a Christian Science practitioner for help. After hearing my woes she reminded me that God is Love and that my experience was, from God’s perspective, an illusion since he did not create illness. After reassuring me of these simple truths, she said simply, “You go back to bed; I will pray for you.” I was a bit startled with the brevity of her response, but I did just that.

I recalled that the words influence and influenza, or flu, and all stem from the same source. I reminded myself that God is the only influence governing man. Abiding in God’s kingdom, I could only be governed by a loving God and not other people’s thinking, either well-meaning or fearful.

Shortly after waking in a few hours, I felt clearly what had been divinely true all along about my condition. Since God could not create illness, something unlike himself, it could not have power over me.  As his creation, I was entirely spiritual. I was a perfect and immortal child of God. These simple thoughts were sufficient to quiet my fear, and make me aware in some small degree of God’s presence, caring for me, then and there.  The flu symptoms were disappearing.

I called the practitioner again to tell her my progress. I was able to function normally by noon, at which time my friend, with his large plumbing tools, came to my house to tell me he had temporarily repaired my water pipe. It had broken in half in the freeze, sending fountains of water down the road behind my house.  I had been busy helping others, and then I got blessed too! By the next day, I was able to attend church and to drive several hours to visit someone including a hearty dinner. The healing was complete. I am grateful to be learning that God, good, is in charge, and that healing is a side effect of becoming more God-like.

CHK