Miscellaneous Writings (1883-1896) by Mary Baker Eddy
Books by Mary Baker Eddy

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such work.  I thought, "Well, if she feels like washing,
I will not say anything; perhaps I shall get over this."
After breakfast I went about my work, thinking I could
lean against the tub and wash with more ease than I
could do up the morning work.  I tried to treat myself
as I had done before, - tried to realize that "all is Mind,
there is no matter;" that "God is All, there is nothing
beside Him," but all to no purpose.  I seemed to grow
worse all the time.  I did not want my family to know
how badly I was feeling, and it was very humiliating to
think that I must give up and go to bed.
   All at once these questions came to me, as though
spoken by some one, taking me away from my line of
thought entirely:  How is God an ever-present help?
How does He know our earnest desires?  Then, without
waiting for me to think how, the answer came in
the same way, God is conscious Mind.  Instantly the
thoughts came:  Is God conscious of me?  Can I be

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conscious of Him?  I was healed instantly:  every bad
feeling was destroyed.  I could see that the morning
had not changed a particle, but I was oblivious of the
weather.  It did not seem that I had anything more to
do with that washing.  It was finished in good season,
while I was "absent from the body, and present with the
   That was the beginning of the battle with sin and
self, but at the same time it was the dawning of the
resurrection.  Since then (over four years) I have had many
experiences, some of which seem too sacred to give to the
world.  False literature has caused me much suffering;
sorrow has visited my home; but, through all this, the
light that came to me on that Monday morning - that
new and precious sense of omnipresent Life, Truth,
and Love - has never left me one moment.  It was the
light that cannot be hid.
                                        Mrs. H. B. J., Cambridge, Ill.


   Four years ago I learned for the first time that there
was a way to be healed through Christ.  I had always
been sick, but found no relief in drugs; still, I thought
that if the Bible was true, God could heal me.  So, when
my attention was called to Christian Science, I at once
bought "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures,"
studied it, and began to improve in health.  I seemed
to see God so near and so dear, - so different from
the God I had been taught to fear.  I studied alone night
and day, until I found I was healed, both physically and

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   Then came a desire to tell every one of this wonderful
truth.  I expected all to feel just as pleased as
I did; but to my sorrow none would believe.  Some,
it is true, took treatment and were helped, but went
on in the old way, without a word of thanks.  But still
I could not give up.  I seemed to know that this was
the way, and I had rather live it alone than to follow
the crowd the other way.  But as time passed, I had
some good demonstrations of this Love that is our
   I am the only Scientist in Le Roy, as yet, but the good
seed has been sown, and where the people once scoffed
at this "silly new idea," they are becoming interested,
and many have been healed, and some are asking about
it.  One dear old lady and I study the Bible Lessons
every Tuesday afternoon.  She came to call, and as we
talked, she told me of her sickness of years' standing;

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