Originally posted by RBHILL
When I was 9 years of age I had an extreme, what many would call "miracle" (a miracle is *receptivity to the Truth*) occur. But due to my upbringing in Christian Science, not Scientology, I was in complete awareness to what is TRUE..
My Mom was on her way to the grocery store, and I stepped out side to stop her before she left, to ask her to buy some cheese bread. I was standing on the porch, with my left foot standing in the door's seem way.
My brother had not realized my foot was there, and decided to shut the door, completely unaware that I was obstructing a proper close. As my Mom left, I walked back into the house, though felt a drag as I walked onto the carpet. I looked down, and there was this massive pool of blood, with my pinkie toe, overlapped onto my foot.
I completely laughed (this is very correct), and recognized God, being my life and the truth of me, knew I had not been harmed, regardless what "appeared" to look as was the case. Well, my brother FREAKED OUT, and called my Mom, as she still was situating herself to drive off. She came running in, and by this time, my Dad had also gotten wind to the incident.
When they saw my foot, they said "Oh my gosh, let's get you to the Hospital." I said " Wait you guys, we rely on the Lord, right? I'm fine. Dad, take me into the bathroom, and bandage me up." They were in amazement, but began to acknowledge just exactly how I was recognizing what really was the case.
My Dad took me into the restroom, bandaged me up, and I walked on it for 3 weeks with not one moment of pain. When I took off the bandage there was blood from the sever, yet there was NO scar, my toe bone and all had been COMPLETELY mended.
You see, this all reflects Jesus' statements as to be a child (a child of God, and ever this be the case, that ageth not, nor EVER could be harmed.) It's the innocence from the hoopla man learns stating what is so, yet is very far from being what REALLY is so.
In a figure of speech, it most assuredly is the flesh that warreth the spirit, as a lie is at war with what IS true.
This is written in the book Science and Health, by Mary B. Eddy, bringing one back from the dead..
Mary Baker Eddie was called to visit Mr. Clark in Lynn, who had been confined to his bed six months with hip-disease, caused by a fall upon a wooden spike when quite a boy. On entering the house she met his physician, who said that the patient was dying. The physician had just probed the ulcer on the hip, and said the bone was carious for several inches. He even showed her the probe, which had on it the evidence of this condition of the bone. The doctor went out. Mr. Clark lay with his eyes fixed and sightless. The dew of death was on his brow.
She went to his bedside. In a few moments his face changed; its death-pallor gave place to a natural hue. The eyelids closed gently and the breathing became natural; he was asleep. In about ten minutes he opened his eyes and said: "I feel like a new man. My suffering is all gone." It was between three and four o'clock in the afternoon when this took place. She told him to rise, dress himself, and take supper with his family. He did so. The next day she saw him in the yard. Since then she had not seen him, but was informed that he went to work in two weeks. The discharge from the sore stopped, and the sore was healed. The diseased condition had continued there ever since the injury was received in boyhood.
Since his recovery she was informed that his physician claims to have cured him, and that his mother has been threatened with incarceration in an insane asylum for saying: "It was none other than God and that woman who healed him." Mary could not attest the truth of that report, but what she saw and did for that man, and what his physician said of the case, occurred just as she has narrated.
It has been demonstrated to Mary Baker Eddy that Life is God.