More than twelve years ago I noticed that my teeth were starting to become loose. The ones I used to chew with really wiggled, making it difficult to eat. Having been raised in Christian Science, I realized that any report from a material body was not the truth about the man God made me to be. I prayed to know more about my true being. The phrase, “rooted and grounded in love” came to mind so I looked it up. I found that Ephesians 3: 14 says, “I bow my knees unto the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, of whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named, that he would grant you, according to the riches of his glory, to be strengthened with might by his Spirit in the inner man; that Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye, being rooted and grounded in love, may be able to comprehend with all saints what is the breath, and length, and depth, and height; and to know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge, that ye might be filled with all the fullness of God.”
As I prayed about that quote, I knew that it was God who strengthened me (and my teeth). I felt a strong need to be more loving to all those around me, to see every thing and everyone as expressions of God, Love. I really tried to resist the temptation to check on the stability of the teeth and instead to concentrate on what it meant to be “filled with the fullness of God”. The healing was not immediate, but as I sincerely held to the truth about the presence of the Christ in my experience, being grateful daily for all the good I received, the teeth began to stabilize. When I relocated and had to have a new dentist to clean my teeth, I was told that I needed cleanings at least every three months. Dire predictions were made about losing teeth. That dentist left and the dentist who took over his practice has declared that my teeth are in good shape, don’t need cleaning as often and are strong and healthy. I am most grateful!
Two years ago, a couple weeks before several relatives from out of state were to arrive for a visit, I suddenly found myself with a problem to work out. I’d just gone to the sink for drink and noticed when I looked in the mirror that the muscles and skin on one side of my face were drooping down, limp. Within minutes I could no longer drink from a glass because the water would run right out one side of my mouth. I began immediately to declare the truth about my true identity as the spiritual idea of God and refused to look at the material evidence. I knew it was a mirage and not the truth. I did not need to accept the false picture.
I called a Christian Science Practitioner to work with me and we steadfastly held to the true facts. I knew that because God is Love, His expression, me, must be lovely. The ugly false view was no part of me. When I spoke with my husband, his response was, “ You are beautiful!” I knew he was refusing to see anything but the real me. I spent lots of time with the books, reading Science and Health each night before going to sleep and listening for God’s angel messages each morning first thing when I woke.
At the end of the first week we were scheduled for breakfast with a couple who are our neighbors. They are not Christian Scientists so I was a little hesitant to go out with them. I thought, “What am I going to say if they question my strange appearance?” The answer came, “It’s just a temporary phenomenon.” I looked up what Mrs. Eddy says about that. I taped up the skin of my forehead under my bangs where it wouldn’t show and went on. Sure enough they did ask and I answered as I’d planned, adding that I was praying with a practitioner and that I’d already experienced a lot of progress and was expecting more. They said they would also pray – which I thought was very sweet of them.
When my son arrived for his visit a couple weeks later, I was much better but still had a droopy watering eye. Although he’s been known in the past to be very observant of everything and a bit outspoken, he said nothing. A month later when I talked to him by phone and told him of the complete healing, he said he’d noticed the eye but had not made any comment. He knew I was probably working things out. I was very grateful for lack of interference and the support.
I am very grateful for this healing and for the opportunity it afforded for my banker, a business friend, neighbors, workers and mother’s retirement home, church friends, and others to witness the healing power of the word.
When I was in junior high school I had warts on my hands and feet. One girl in our gym class had hers burned off by a doctor. I didn’t want to do that so I began to pray about it. I don’t remember talking with anyone else about it. I had been going to Sunday School since I was very small so I was accustomed to praying when there was a problem. “There is no spot where God is not” is one of the ideas I remember. Also hymn 51 in the Christian Science Hymnal says “Eternal Mind the Potter is, and thought the eternal clay: the hand that fashions is divine, His works pass not away. Man is the noblest work of God, His beauty, power and grace, immortal; perfect as his Mind reflected face to face.” In a fairly short time all the warts were gone leaving no marks.
M. P. – Normandy Park, WA
During the delivery of our first child the pain became severe. I had talked with the doctor before delivery and did not want any medicine for killing the pain as I wanted to be able to pray and be totally conscious and know what was going on. I asked my husband to please call the practitioner I had been working with. He does not study Christian Science but he came back in the room saying “There is no pain in Truth, and no truth in pain”. Sure enough, the next contraction was like making a fist with my hand with no pain. I was so very grateful. The delivery continued without that much pain and I was ecstatic with the birth of our son. That moment of recognition of God’s power in my life was priceless.
M.P. – Normandy Park, WA