“For several months after the birth of our first child I suffered from gallstones, and when the sickness seemed to have reached its peak in violence my husband took me to Boston for the purpose of visiting The Christian Science Benevolent Association Sanatorium. We were told that there was no vacancy, but that we should be notified as soon as there was. While sitting in the wooded park, where we were told we might stay until five o’clock, I was suddenly confronted with the fear that I might not get well. A great wave of desire to bare my heart to God forced me to acknowledge a hatred that I had allowed to linger uncorrected for many years against a member of my family. I felt as if I literally tore it out of my consciousness as I said to myself: ‘I am responsible for having only love in my heart. I cannot be made to hate.’
My husband had fallen asleep, and when he awakened in a few minutes he looked up and said, “Why, you look as if you were healed.” I answered simply, “I am”; and with tears of gratitude we walked down to the street car. We went directly to dine, and I ate heartily and gratefully. Considering that for two full months it had been impossible for me to retain even water without extreme suffering, our joy can be imagined. There was no return of this trouble, and I can truthfully say that since then I have never been tempted to hate anyone.”
(Mrs.) Carrie Balaban, Geneva, Switzerland.
Excerpted from the May 30, 1936 issue of the Christian Science Sentinel.
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