Christian Science in Burien, Washington

First Church of Christ, Scientist, Burien


“You Are God’s Child!”

Recently the Wednesday night reading in our Church was all about children, which inspired me to give the following testimony. 
When we were expecting our second child, we went to the same Christian Science Nursing Home where our first baby was born 13 months earlier. It was in the home of the Christian Science Nurse who had the same doctor deliver babies for Christian Scientists in her home for many years. 
This baby was born–our second little girl–and the nurse called my husband into the room to see the baby. Right at that moment the doctor said, “I think there is another one in there.”  I replied, “Oh no! I have a baby at home!” referring to our 13 month old daughter.  In about 5 or l0 minutes the second baby came and the doctor said to us, “well, you got your boy” – and followed with–“Oh-Oh, this one is in trouble.”  I looked and saw the baby boy just lying there, very still, not moving or making any noise.  His color was gray.  Immediately thoughts came to me “well, now you’ve had twins, but one of them is going to die.”  I remembered how my Dad, who was not a Christian Scientist, had always told me I would never have children, and then after our first little girl was born, he said I would never have a boy.  I then recognized these thoughts as error talking to me and I said loudly, “NO!” and followed that by talking directly to the little guy saying, “You are God’s child! You are God’s perfect child.”  I continued talking to him this way for what seemed like hours, but was probably not more than l0 minutes telling him he was God’s perfect child, which I knew he was! No one else spoke–the room was quiet except for me talking to the baby.  Finally he started to cry and waved his little arms around and his color became pink.  The nurse took him to clean and wrap in a blanket and put him with his sister. 
Later when the doctor had checked the babies over and was about to leave he said to my husband and me, “You have two perfectly healthy babies.”
That was it! There were never any follow-up visits necessary.  We went home in 4 days and began the new adventure of having 3 babies to care for.
We had the blessing of having the same practitioner pray with us during the months before the births and through the day and evening when the births occurred.  She was quite surprised in the morning to hear that we had 2 babies that night. 
These children went all through 13 years of school with never missing a day of school due to illness.  We have been truly blessed. 
Our son graduated from University and is now an airline pilot and has a little boy of his own.
Marilyn   (Seattle)



Healing of teeth

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!



Healing of a False Picture

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.



Healing of Warts

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


Harmonious Childbirth

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


One Starry Night

As I knelt down by the sliding glass door to pray I heard a voice over my shoulder, say, “Aw, Mom, this is never going to work.”

I testify that the prayer that I affirmed did work and I would like to share it with you.

It was a cold, clear, starry winter evening after supper in 1986 that my oldest son and I embarked outside to “sight” in his new telescope, hoping to catch a glimpse of Halley’s comet.

Dad was off on a service call, and our youngest 18-month-old son was left inside the house.

As we were setting up the telescope the thought came to me, “What about the back door?”  I looked up in time to see my young son with his back and padded bottom sit down by the sliding glass door.

I gasped knowing he was very close to the door’s foot lock.

I ran to the door; sure enough, he had sat on the latch and we were locked out.

For the next 15-20 minutes my oldest son and I coaxed the baby to lift the latch on the foot lock.  We knelt down by the door motioning and saying, “Lift the lock, lift the lock….”  We also, periodically, ran several times to the front door with the baby following us, to have him unlock the deadbolt, but to no avail, as it was really out of his reach.

Realizing the futility that the front door’s deadbolt was too high up to reach, we settled in at the back door with the foot lock.

In Christian Science we have learned that God is no respecter of persons and he is the divine Mind of all.  We all exist in God, Spirit, moving and having our being.

Adam Dickey writes in “God’s Law of Adjustment,” that “All we have to do is scientifically to bring this law of adjustment into contact with our unfinished problem, and when we have done this we have performed our full duty.”—that “In reality, the problem is not physical, but purely mental, and is the direct result of some thought cherished in mortal mind…. that  “there is a law of God which, when rightly appealed to, would bring about his rescue.”

For me, this means that when we recognize what is absolutely true whatever seems to be hindering will yield to God’s law.

Our experience was proclaiming that we were locked out—separated from each other.

My prayer that night though, didn’t run this gamut of intellectual reasoning, as it was purely inspirational to kneel down and close my eyes to the situation and pray.  I declared in my silent prayer,  “There is just one Mind.”

As I opened my eyes, the baby reached down and, with his finger, disengaged the lock by lifting its latch.  We were in the house in lightning speed just from the simple acknowledgement in prayer that there was just one Mind.

Though my oldest son and I did not see Halley’s comet that night we did catch a glimpse of a good and gracious God, the divine Mind of all.

DLH, March 27, 2012


Finding A Home

I decided to move to an area nearer the Christian Science church I was attending. So for several weeks after church I drove around a particular location I liked. Since I was raised in Christian Science, I turned to God to direct me to the right place. I applied how I was taught to pray by knowing God is an ever present help and He cares for me as His beloved child. I could ask Him for the right ideas to lead me to my right place according to His plan.

Soon I spotted an inconspicuous “For Sale” sign hanging on a fence. I wondered if it was for a large lot in front of the house or for the house and lot. I think God gave me a push to get out of the car and inquire. I walked up a long driveway to the house and rang the doorbell. A gentleman came to the door and assured me the house was for sale.

As the owner was showing me through the rooms, decorated with an unattractive yellow-green color here and there, I was redecorating them in my mind. Even though it needed painting, papering and updating, the house plan was just perfect for me.

It all worked out beautifully. The price was right and he informed me he was a real estate broker and I would not have to pay extra for closing costs. Also, to top it off, there was a lovely lake view. I have enjoyed my home and lived here for many years, painting, papering and updating to my hearts content.

“And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.” (Romans 8:28) Thank you dear God.


Renton, WA


Boiling water spill does no harm

Recently, while working in the kitchen, I was boiling some water and dodging my dogs at the same time. In order to avoid spilling boiling water on my dogs, I spilled it on my right arm from elbow to hand.  I immediately declared God’s ever-presence. I could see the redness disappear and felt not an instant of pain. To me it was a demonstration of God’s allness and the immateriality and spirituality of my own being. Thanks to my understanding of Christian Science, I’ve learned that “God is the center and circumference of all being.”

This quote refers to a passage in Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy, on page 203: 32-1, “God is at once the centre and circumference of being.”

Renton, Washington


‘The voice of the Lord is powerful’

Some years ago, when I worked in television news, I began to have trouble recording the narration to my news reports.  My voice crept up the register to a higher-than-normal pitch.  Soon it began to seize when I tried to record narration, when I taped “stand-ups” on camera, and sometimes even when I talked on the phone.  After a while, the problem became nearly constant.

At first, I wanted to hide under the bed.  But I had begun studying Christian Science a few years earlier, and had recently taken Primary class instruction in Christian Science.  I decided this was an opportunity to test what I was learning about healing.

My prayer brought some breakthroughs early on.  One night, as I was praying in bed and reading the Bible and Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, by Mary Baker Eddy, I felt the power of God’s love filling my consciousness.  It felt almost like a physical presence, and enormously reassuring.  And it was exactly what I needed.

On another occasion, I had stayed at work late to tape a voice track, and things were not going well.  I was unable to record it to anywhere near my satisfaction.  Tears of frustration flowed as I drove home.  Then I had a sudden, overwhelming urge to return to the station and try again.  When the feeling persisted, I realized it was the “still small voice” of God speaking to me (I Kings 19:12).  So I got off the freeway at the nearest exit and returned to the station.  I taped the narration almost perfectly.  And I knew if this could happen once, I could be permanently healed.

These experiences were of great help to me.  However, my voice continued to get worse overall, and I decided to leave the station, trusting that God would provide a way to support my young family.  We experienced many instances of God’s continuing protection and provision for us.  As Mrs. Eddy wrote in Science and Health, “When we wait patiently on God and seek Truth righteously, He directs our path” (p. 254).

I asked several Christian Science practitioners to pray for me at different times.  I also studied what the Bible has to say about the voice of God.  “The God of glory thundereth,” said the Psalmist.  And, “The voice of the Lord is powerful; the voice of the Lord is full of majesty” (Ps. 29:3, 4).  I knew that as the reflection of God, I expressed this voice of Truth, which meant that my ability to communicate was also powerful.

And there was also this command in Isaiah that I strove to follow:  “O Jerusalem, that bringest good tidings, lift up thy voice with strength; lift it up, be not afraid; say unto the cities of Judah, Behold your God!” (40:9).  To me, that was a promise that I had the right to use my voice freely—without fear or impediment of any kind—because speech is a natural part of man’s God-provided ability.

Three of the four Gospels report that Jesus healed people who were completely unable to speak.  I knew that God’s law is unchanging, and that if Jesus healed speechlessness, the same divine law that was at work then was available to me today.

The next couple of years weren’t easy.  At one point, I decided it would be best to seek a medical diagnosis.  But I never followed through because I felt so compelled to rely on God for healing.  I wanted to prove—in the “laboratory” of my own life—that Christian Science, God’s law, really works.

I did my best to follow this instruction in Science and Health: “We must look where we would walk, and we must act as possessing all power from Him in whom we have our being” (p. 264).  In fact, I believe my willingness to do this was key to my progress.  I did my best not to give in to discouragement (this healing took a period of years to complete).  And as I refused to accept limitations (because God didn’t impose them), I found those limitations falling away.

For example, I wrote stories and sold ads for a local business paper.  After one presentation I gave, someone in the audience told me he knew how hard it must be to get up in front of a group of people with the challenges I was having.  But he said what had come through to him was my message—and my perseverance.

I also gave regular testimonies at Wednesday night meetings at my Christian Science branch church.  Support from my fellow church members was very helpful; they steadfastly refused to see (or hear) me as anything but God’s image and likeness.

I accepted an appointment as the church’s Assistant Sunday School Superintendent.  Although at first it was not easy to project from the podium during the services, as the weeks passed, my voice got stronger and stronger, until some time later it was strong and clear again.

It has been more than a decade now since I fully regained my voice.  Since then, I’ve enjoyed several satisfying positions as an employee communicator and consultant—a career that just naturally fell into place as I listened for God’s direction.  I’ve once again hosted radio shows, narrated video programs, and given many presentations to large groups of people.

A few years ago, I concluded a three-year term as Second Reader in my branch church.  Now I’ve begun a term as First Reader.  How could I not express my gratitude through this activity, when God has so graciously and completely blessed me with healing?

I’ve learned no longer to take personal pride in my voice—for I feel I’ve proved beyond doubt that my abilities come directly from God.

Federal Way, Washington


God is all!

My husband came home from the doctor’s office one Friday several years ago with the startling news that he had been diagnosed with mesothelioma.  He had been told that tests showed his lungs were teeming with cancer cells, and he probably would not survive more than six months.  My husband was not a Christian Scientist, but asked me to do some prayerful work for him.  He informed me that I had only the weekend to get a healing, because he had an appointment the following Monday to undergo more tests.

I didn’t feel especially rushed, nor did I feel any fear; however, I didn’t hesitate getting to work prayerfully right away.

One thing that has always been very comforting to me when working on a problem is the fact that “God is All.”  I knew that if God is All, and He is good, there couldn’t be anything the opposite of Him.  There can’t be any disease if God is All.  There can’t be any inharmony of any kind if all there is, is God.

I made a list of as many of God’s qualities I could think of, including love, honesty, compassion, understanding, purity, patience, etc.  Throughout the weekend, I thought about how my husband reflected each one of them.  When I fully understood that, since God is All, His qualities were really all there is and disease was nothing, I stopped working prayerfully and went about doing other things.  If I found myself wondering how he was doing I went back to the fact that God is All, and there could be nothing else but good.

We were both very grateful to learn that the tests he had on Monday showed there was no sign of the disease.  “God is All.”  Just three words, but when understood, they are powerful enough to heal any problem.