Testimonies

Miraculous Healing of One Leads Many to Soul Salvation—Physical Blessings Also Follow

The five testimonies combined under this heading call attention to the spiritual and physical blessings that follow constantly the healing of a single individual. The result of the healing of Aeneas was that all Lydda and Saron turned to God. His healing was as important as the salvation of two cities. Through the healing of the lame man at the beautiful gate of the temple, 5000 men were saved. Paul tells us of God’s purpose “to make the Gentiles obedient by word and deed through mighty signs and wonders.”

The persons healed constantly receive with such physical blessings an infilling of the Spirit and a compassion for others that send them out to seek the salvation of others and to tell them that they, too, can receive from a loving God the healing that they need for their own bodies.

Thrilling testimonies telling of such a “chain of blessings” are continually being received.

Saved and healed of her affliction, Mrs. J. B. Long, of 38 Clifton Park, North Side, Pittsburgh, Pa., sought to fulfill the promise she made to take a message of Divine healing to some sick friends. Prompted by the Holy Spirit, she went to the altar with her own bodily affliction. Anointed by the Rev. E. D. Whiteside and Evangelist Fred Francis Bosworth she arose to be a spiritual blessing to others. How faithfully she is fulfilling her promise is shown in her determination to carry the Gospel with its messages of bodily healing to the sick in soul and body. Souls saved and bodies healed bring blessed assurance of happiness to the benighted and forsaken.

Cracked Knees—Painful to Walk—Now Climb Steps

More than a year ago I was healed of total deafness in my right ear and also cracked knee-caps. The deafness was due to nervous break-down which I had more than ten years ago and it left me deaf for more than five years. On my way to church one night in company with Miss Elizabeth Taylor, I fell and cracked my knees. They caused me great suffering for several years and kept growing worse all the time.

I could scarcely go up and down the steps, but now, praise God, I can run. I live on the hill top and to take the street car, it is necessary to go down a flight of 185 steps. I used to suffer agony in holding on the rail and trying to get down, but bless His dear name, I can now run down and I never go down those steps without lifting my heart to God in true thankfulness for what He has done.

It was during the first Bosworth Campaign in Pittsburgh, that I was healed. I sat in the meeting looking at the wonderful sight of people being saved and healed. I had been saved 38 years before when I was just a little girl. The thought came to me that night how sweet it would be to be able to take a message of Divine healing to some of my sick friends. Just then the thought came to me how can I carry the gospel of healing to any one unless I have a testimony of my own? That decided me.

Without the least hesitation I went to the altar with my own bodily ills and was anointed. Brother F. F. Bosworth and Rev. E. D. Whiteside prayed with me and I was instantly healed. It was complete and during the year following my healing I have never had any return of the trouble. I was saved to serve and I was anxious to be healed that I might serve Him better. As I walked up Ohio street that night to take the car, I suddenly seemed to be in a new world.

I believe at that time God gave me a fresh baptism of His Holy Spirit. This has been the most wonderful year of my life, for God has so sweetly used me in His service. Truly, there is joy in the service of the King. I have had more spiritual blessings follow my healing and Christ has been nearer and dearer to me than ever before.

I find the great secret of this joy comes from testifying to the power of God. The night I was healed I testified to a member of my Church on the car. I knew it would spread. The following week my pastor called me aside, told me what he had heard and asked if it was true. I told him it was true. He could not see it my way at first, but when I gave him Scripture for it (Matt. 8:16-17) the Lord fully convinced him.

The following week our services opened. It was the best revival we ever knew. One evening each week, our pastor spoke on Divine healing. The invitation went out to those seeking salvation or healing. The pastor anointed, while Brother I. E. Hoover and I laid hands on the sick. Many were healed while we prayed with them.

I felt I was just an empty vessel lying at the Master’s feet, ready to be filled and used in His service The next day after my healing, I asked the Lord to send me to some one who needed healing, that I might tell my story. The face of a friend of mine came before me, Mrs. Sadie Robinson, 11 Brightridge street. I went to call and found her in bed, having been ill for many weeks.

The next day Brother I. E. Hoover offered his machine; we took her to the C. & M. A. Tabernacle, Arch street, where she was anointed by Brother Bosworth and healed. It resulted in the salvation of four in her family. God has been wonderfully using her, to His honor and glory. One of her neighbors, Mrs. Bigley, a great sufferer for 30 years, whose testimony follows, had heard of Mrs. Robinson’s healing and sent for her and myself. We spent an afternoon with her studying the Bible together. She was very anxious.

I went again in a few days with Mr. Fred Collins who was healed at the Bosworth meeting, Mr. I. E. Hoover and the Rev. Kreamer, the Baptist minister. We prayed with Mrs. Bigley, anointed her and she was healed. :

That was on Saturday. The following Tuesday she was up, perfectly well, had on her shoes, and without a sign of her old trouble. She was beaming with happiness and has had no return of any of her troubles which had been of 30 years’ duration. Her son was also brought to Christ and healed at the Sheraden Tabernacle.

I find that the most important thing in the Christian life is perfect obedience to the will of God. It is very sweet to live in the inner circle. Although it may cut us off from those around us, yet it is sweet to know we have His approval.—Mrs. J. B. Long, 38 Clifton Park, North Side, Pittsburgh, Pa., December 29, 1921.

Mrs. Taylor Confirms Mrs. Long’s Testimony

I am well acquainted with Mrs. Long. We both belong to the same church and I was with her the night she fell and cracked her knee-caps. She was laid up for some time They were also healed and she has no more trouble with them.—Elizabeth Taylor, 22 Overlook street, North Side, Pittsburgh, Pa., December 29, 1921.

Carried by Three—Came Out Alone—Was Almost Dead—Now Healed

Healing of Nervous Break-Down Results in Salvation of Husband and Three Daughters

In the early fall of last year, 1920, I was taken very ill with nervous break-down of body and mind as well as inward trouble. I was kept at home for two weeks under the care of one of our best doctors. One day I would seemingly be better, but the next day would be worse and so on until some kind friends came and took me to their home in the country. There I was free from all city noise and I received the best treatment and all the love and kindness that one could receive. I was there six weeks, but had just the same results, being kept under a quieting tonic most of the time, —nights as well as days.

After six weeks, I was brought back, if anything, worse than before. The next day after being brought home the blessed Lord sent one of His faithful servants to me, Mrs. Mary Long, of 38 Clifton Park, North Side. She gave me her testimony and prayed for me. She was all love and kindness. One day she mended some of my son’s greasy working clothes, and another day helped the children prepare the meal. I tell this to the glory of God to show what one will do when the Holy Ghost has the right of way with them.

On Monday, November 15, 1920, she and two others, dear Christians, came with a machine and took me to the Tabernacle on Arch street. There Brother Bosworth prayed for me and anointed me and I was healed immediately. Bless God, Jesus did it in answer to prayer. It took three to help me into the Tabernacle, but I walked out without the aid of a human hand, leaning heavily on the arm of Jesus.

Oh, He was and still is so precious to me. The morning of the 15th, that I was taken to the Tabernacle, my husband and family truly believed I could not possibly live the day out. That evening I prepared the evening meal with very little help from the children. My healing has been the means of my husband and three daughters giving their hearts to Christ. They are standing firmly to-day on the solid rock, Christ Jesus, praise God.

The next morning, the 16th, I took a street car and went to the meeting without a human being with me. Jesus was with me and still is. The day after that, the 17th, I cleaned three rooms completely, singing and praising God all the time. Since that I have been attacked a few times, and each time the dear Lord has sent Sister Long to me and she has prayed for me, and bless God, each time I have been healed. I truly have much to praise God for.

I knew Sister Long before her healing, how she was afflicted, and since she has been delivered. I praise God for the way He is using her to His glory. May He add His blessing to my testimony.

Your sister in the Lord Jesus Christ, Mrs. Sadie Robinson, 11 Brightridge street, North Side, Pittsburgh, Pa., December 31, 1921.

Nervousness Cured—Suffered for Years

CRAFTON, PA.—Miss Hazel D. Benz, 20 Cleveland Avenue. I have suffered from nervous affection for five years. It arose from spinal trouble, the doctors said. I had no control over the muscles in my head. My face and mouth were constantly twitching and distorted. My eyes were similarly affected. My head moved about. Specialist after specialist was consulted. None of them were able to help me. They could not determine what caused the trouble. Finally, I heard of the meetings at the Sheraden Tabernacle. I came November 4th. When the invitation was given I went forward, was prayed for and anointed. The twitching and contortions stopped immediately and have not returned.

In a letter written several months later, confirming her testimony, Miss Benz says:

“Since I was healed of my serious nervous trouble four months ago, my mother, sister, brother-in-law and step-father have been saved. I have myself gained eighteen and one-half pounds in weight.”

Varicose Veins—Blood Pressure—Limbs Swelled—Trouble Gone

In commemoration of the birth of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ on this beautiful Christmas day, I know of no better tribute than the testimony of my dear mother and myself. I hope in giving it, that it may be used to bring peace and joy to some poor tired sinner or to help some poor sufferer to be healed, all “to the Glory of God.”

About five months ago, my mother, who had been troubled with varicose veins for over 30 years, an awful high blood pressure and swelling of the limbs developing into a dropsical condition for nearly 10 years, and who had been unable to walk for 10 weeks, heard of one of our neighbors, Mrs. Robinson, being healed by “faith in God.” The case was so wonderful that we inquired and found out that a Mrs. J. B. Long had taken this woman to some church; so we found where Mrs. Long lived and asked her to come and see mother. Mrs. Robinson and Mrs. Long came and prayed with mother and explained the wonderful things in store for all who believed. Later, Mrs. Long and three of the church came to see us, prayed with mother and anointed her. Three days later, she could put her shoes on and walk, which she had not done for 10 long weeks.

Meanwhile, mother had read her Bible, and as God revealed Himself to her in prayer, she was greatly blessed and all the pain and aches left her limbs, the varicose veins started to dry up and all swelling recede. Her general health became better and the high blood pressure began to disappear, something that the doctors had claimed was impossible except by electric treatments. They had advised her removal to a hospital months ago.

To-day finds mother in better health than she has been in years and there has been no return of any of her old ailments. Glory to God for His blessings. Being saved and healed herself, she has found consolation and happiness in the work of God and in His promises.

Meanwhile Mrs. Long continued to call on us. She was never in a hurry to go and always had prayer before leaving.

When I saw the wonderful works of God in my mother, I too, started to search the Scriptures and found God’s promises were the same to me if I believed. On one of Mrs. Long’s visits, she told me of her own life and of others. After telling me it was the last day of the Tabernacle services, she persuaded me to go. Well, with Mrs. Robinson and her husband, who had also been saved and healed, I went. It was a day I will never forget as long as I live.

After listening to the evangelist, at the end of his sermon, he called for all who wished to be saved or healed or prayed for to come forward. All the time I had been listening, I had been silently praying for God to lead me. With Brother Robinson, I went forward and I was saved by the blood of Christ.

I had been suffering from nervous disorders and bad health for 15 years, had been through three very serious operations and never had a well day. After being prayed for and anointed by one of the workers, I came home and glory to God, “by His stripes” I was healed. I have enjoyed my meals ever since, have never been bothered with any stomach trouble at all and my nerves have been strengthened wonderfully. Mother and I are so happy and the further on we go the sweeter this life gets. It seems we both are getting the good things God has in store for all who believe. I also want to mention this: in one week I prayed to God for five things which a person would think were nearly impossible, but glory be to His holy name, I got all I asked for.

Please print this so that some one may see it and profit by our experience and get peace and happiness like we did. All who believe on the Lord Jesus Christ shall be saved. This is His promise and praise His blessed name He never breaks His promises. Our Bible is a great source of happiness now and my one hope is that God may use me in the advancement of His work in any way He chooses. We are thankful to God and will always be His co-workers here until He takes us to be with Him over there.—Carson A. Bigley, 1321 Pennsylvania avenue, North Side, Pittsburgh, Pa., December 25, 1917.

Eye Specialists Outrivaled by Simple Faith

I was a church member and had been one for five years. I knew that Jesus was the Son of God and that He shed his blood on the cross. But I did not know—had never heard that it was for me—that I was lost and that I could be saved and know it—instead of waiting until I died to learn whether I got to Heaven or not.

However, I was proud of the church and would never think of going into another denomination’s meeting. But I was in need of healing. I had been very far-sighted all my life and had been cross-eyed in one eye for fifteen years. I wore powerful glasses for over eleven years and had to have them changed by a specialist about every six months. When deprived of my glasses for just a few moments, I would suffer severe headaches, and could not see well enough to distinguish faces or furniture. Everything would be hazy and blurred.

A friend, in Pittsburgh, sent me a Tribune giving testimonies and announcing the Bosworth meetings in Detroit. I went to the meeting January 11, 1921, and was saved right in my seat. I don’t remember the text or anything about that night except that I felt much lighter when I went out than when I came in. That week the Lord began dealing with me, and “behold old things passed away and all things became as new.”

The next morning, I went up for healing. Brother B. B. Bosworth prayed for me and I was instantly healed. He held up the seeker’s card and I could read everything on it. I was just dumfounded. For two hours my eyes were perfectly straight and my vision normal. Then both went back and were worse than they had ever been all the rest of that day and all the next day.

Some of the folks at home tried to urge me to put my glasses back on—they said that I would go blind altogether. But, thank God—I refused and just trusted Him. The following day my eyes were perfectly straight and kept getting stronger all along, until now they are just as normal as anyone’s. I forgot to mention that during the time the Lord was testing me, I could read my Bible, but nothing else. Two weeks after the Lord so wonderfully healed me, He baptized and filled me with the Holy Ghost and still keeps me filled.

I do praise God that He put healing in the Gospel and that the Bosworth Brothers ever came to Detroit and told us about it. Since the Lord healed me, I have never even had the headache from my eyes.

There is no one more real to me than my Lord and He is nearer and dearer each day. I could never begin to tell what He has done for me. Almost every time I give my testimony, I hear of some one who has been helped either physically or spiritually.

I praise God that He cares for all things that concern us. When the Lord told us to go to St. Paul, we had only two cents (Mrs. Monroe and I). After we told the Lord we would go, He gave us the fare. I had never heard of any such thing as trusting the Lord for financial aid, ’till Mr. Bosworth told of his experiences. “Faith cometh by hearing, and hearing by the Word of God.”

One morning, we had thirteen cents; after getting a light breakfast, we had one cent left. So we cried out, shouting “Glory” in the pocketbooks. (No one knew that we had gone on faith.) At the exact time that we did this, a special delivery letter was sent to us with two dollars in it. Three days later, when our rent was due, the Lord sent in fourteen dollars. That is the way He provided. When I was coming home, we had five dollars and twelve cents. I asked the Lord for my fare. By twelve that night (Saturday), He sent it in and one dollar and eighty-five cents more.

I have had to rely on His promises for everything since, and He has never failed me.

Use this testimony as you see fit—by the guidance of the Holy Spirit and all for the glory of God.

Mrs. Edith I. Watt Lau, 3704 Wabash Avenue, Detroit, Mich.

(This testimony was given a year after her healing.)

Healed of Cancer

About four years ago, a cancer started on my face. It was, at first, apparently only a small wart on my nose. I kept scratching it until it became a sore, and then it was apparent that a cancer had developed. At that time I suffered very much, but before the second year the pain and agony were extreme.

It was necessary to keep my face covered, both on account of its appearance and the necessity of keeping cloths saturated with ether and other anaesthetics to check the pain. I spent about $500.00 for anaesthetics during the last year I was sick. This was the only means of easing the suffering. When I removed the cloth, the pain was so intense that I was blinded and could not see my hand before my face.

I went from one physician to another in Ohio, Indiana, New York and New Jersey, wherever I heard of a good one, looking for relief. I am sure I consulted more than fifty of them. But all of them said there was no hope and that they could do nothing for me.

But praise the Lord, in September, 1920, I heard of the Bosworth meetings which were being held in my home town, Lima, Ohio. I went prompted by no other desire than to get healed. I had never heard the gospel preached in this way before and went forward immediately. When I was asked —to pray I did not know how and the words had to be put into my mouth, but as I repeated them, faith came into my heart, and I began to be very happy.

They laid hands on me for healing and as they did so I could feel the power of God going through my body. It rose up into my face. The feeling was that of a tight rubber cap over my face which was being slipped off, little by little. When it reached the top of my head, I saw a bright light and I had a vision of Jesus standing right before me. Then I shouted in earnest, although I had not been able to do so before. As soon as the hands were laid on me, the pain ceased, and I knew I was healed. Others tell me I cried out, “I am saved and healed,” and that I threw away the cloth which had covered my face. I was so happy that I was not aware of what I was doing. I shouted and shouted with joy, went home shouting, shouted almost all night and continued shouting when I arose in the morning.

When I arose, my daughter had gotten breakfast. She looked at me and exclaimed, “Oh, mother!” There was a big looking-glass in the dining room and I looked in that. I saw that my upper lip, parts of which had been eaten away previously, was healed. It had been eaten away so that the roots of my teeth showed. During the night it had filled in with new flesh, was covered with fresh skin and was as solid and clear as it is at present. There were no traces left of the cancer except the scars. Two scabs which had been on my face were still there, but later disappeared. But wherever the skin had been gone it was completely healed during the night and the new skin had formed.

My right thumb had been crippled for four years. My instep had been broken. They were both healed at the same time as the cancer. I have not had pain from either of them since that time.

When I saw that my lip was restored, I shouted so loud that the home soon filled up with neighbors, to whom I told the story of what God had done for me.

My children took my healing as an indication that the Lord would soon take me to heaven and if I went out to the neighbors and stayed longer than I expected, they would come to see if I was still on the earth.

For two years I had not been able to take anything except soup or milk. I could not open my mouth far enough to take food in, and had to sip liquid from a small spoon held to my lips. I was healed on Friday night, and on Saturday morning I took up knife and fork and began to eat just as I did before I was afflicted. When the Bosworth Brothers came to see me the same morning, I took a large tablespoon, opened my mouth wide and showed them how I could eat then. When they came, I was out visiting the neighbors and showing them my face, but they waited at my home until I returned and rejoiced with me over the healing.

On Sunday, I went out to be baptized. On Saturday, something had said to me, “go into the water.” Brother Bosworth explained to me what it meant and I obeyed and was baptized On Monday, my daughter had a bushel of apples and I sat peeling them and singing, “I know the Lord laid His hands on me; He healed the sick and raised the dead.” I peeled the whole bushel before I realized that something had happened to my crippled hand. Then I found it was perfectly well.

As soon as the news of my healing spread, I had many callers asking for confirmation of it. I received letters from all over the world asking about it and one day I received nineteen. I also had many of out-of-town callers on the same errand. I was able to refer them to any of my neighbors about my previous condition, as all knew it.

Three months ago, a doctor who had formerly prescribed for me, came to my house. He asked me how I was getting along. I told him I was well and praising the Lord. He wanted to know what doctor I had. I told him, “Dr. Jesus.” He said, “How long has he been here?” I answered, “As long as I have.” He did not know that I meant the Lord Jesus Christ. When he understood, he shouted with laughter and was very happy over it.

On Monday, after peeling the apples, I went and prayed for a woman who had a cancer. She went to the meeting a night or two afterward and was healed. As I came out of her house praising the Lord, I passed the gas plant. The men working there asked me what the matter was. One of them must have been a Christian for when I told them, he began to shout.

Since my healing a year ago, I have not had any symptoms whatever of the cancer or any pain in my hand or foot, but about a month before coming to Toledo, I let a very large lump of coal fall on my foot. it was very badly bruised. Three or four days before I came here, a piece of bone about one-half inch long, came out of it. After coming to Toledo, I was prayed for and the foot healed. There has been no pain in it since then.

Since I was saved, I have been called away many times to pray for the sick. In one case, it was a little boy, Billy Jones, who had been confined to his bed for several months. He was paralyzed and had bad sores on his back and face. I prayed for him and told the parents that in nine days he would walk. I said that, because it seemed that a voice came to me with that message. In just nine days from that time, he walked to my house, two blocks away.

One day last winter, I was without coal. I knew that the Lord had promised to take care of me, so I prayed about it. On going down stairs I found a lump of coal that filled a bushel basket when we broke it up. I never learned who sent it. When I pray for anything I need, I am sure to get it, just as if I had a friendly neighbor and she had given it to me. I do not always get it right away, but it comes nevertheless.

Just before I came to Toledo on this visit, I said to the Lord, “I would like to be in the Bosworth meetings once more.” He immediately provided the money for me to go to Toledo. I knew I was going to a strange place, so I said, “Lord, I know you are going to take care of me.” Through no effort of mine, He provided a beautiful place for me to stay while here.

When I had the cancer, I was obliged to sell my clothes to provide money for the ether, drugs and other needs; so when I was healed, I was necessarily poor. But He has provided ever since. I have never wanted for a thing.

The first of April, last, we were exposed to the smallpox. The authorities quarantined us and would not provide for us. I prayed and one day when we had run out of everything, there stood a man at the door with a great big basket of things. Both my daughter and I had a bad case of the disease but had no physician except Jesus and came out all right, without any scars.

After nearly three years of suffering, to be instantly set free! It is almost too good to be true.

Miss Lida Clark’s Confirmation of Mrs. Alice Baker’s Cancer Testimony

I was present at the time Mrs. Baker was healed of her cancer. After she had been anointed and prayed for, she said to some one, “Take that cloth off.” The other person loosened it from her face and Mrs. Baker took it and threw it away. She appeared to be just filled with the Holy Spirit. She cried out, “I am saved and healed,” as she sprang to her feet. It could not have appeared to the audience that she was healed, any more than it did to me. Her face was a horrible sight. It was a mass of blood, pus and open sores. But she said afterward that the pain had ceased and that she had the assurance in her heart that she was healed.

The odor from the cancer was so offensive that the worker who filled out her card, was sick from it that evening and all the next day. But there was no odor the next night. I sat right alongside of her and know that this was the case. And the cancer, the holes in her lip and all the sores had disappeared. She was healed—that was undeniable.

After her healing, I saw a physician who had treated her during her illness. After hearing that she had been healed, he asked me to tell him what I had actually seen. I told him that I saw her come in with the cloth on her face, was present when she was prayed for, heard her say, as she took the cloth off, that she was healed, and saw her walk down the street without the cloth.

He said that it was impossible, that she could not walk out without the cloth over her face, because the pain would have been so intense as to blind her and she could not find her way out of the hall. He said, “Girl, you have been hypnotized, that could not be so.”

I saw him again after he had seen her, and he said it certainly was a marvelous thing for her. He acknowledged it was so.

Miss Lida Clark, 68214 S. Main St., Lima, Ohio.

Monster Cancer Healed CHICAGO, ILL., Mrs. R. Jerolaman of 7111 Eberhart avenue.—I visited Mrs. Trina Odegard, 224 Hoy avenue, Woodstock, Ill., May, 1921, and was greatly surprised to see her in the condition in which I found her, more dead than alive. We knew she had suffered with ulcers of the stomach for twenty-five years or more and were of the opinion she had a cancer. Her meal consisted of a half slice of bread, and when I urged her to eat more, she told me if she did, the pains would kill her. She was barely able to walk across the floor.

After I left, she consulted three physicians in Woodstock; had an X-ray photograph taken and learned she had a serious case of cancer, far too advanced to even suggest an operation, as the physicians gave as their opinion she would never pull through. They gave her about two weeks to live. She decided to consult a specialist here in Chicago, and he told her the same thing. It was during this visit in July, 1921, that she heard of the Bosworth tent meetings at Cicero and North avenues. She was taken there at once and when prayed for, was healed instantly. She said the power of God went down through her body from head to foot during the prayer. ° Her soreness, pain and suffering were all over instantly. The cancer was eliminated by the power of God. She was so hungry before leaving the tent, she could hardly wait until she got where she could get something to eat. She visited us the next day, ate the heartiest meal I had ever seen her eat in many a year and there was not the slightest evidence of serious after-effect.

It has been six months since her healing, and when I called her up the other evening, she was getting along fine. She has gained in weight and is hungry all the time. The people in Woodstock were astonished, as they never expected to see her return alive after making the trip to Chicago.

It was through her wonderful healing that mother and I were saved. We wanted to serve a God that was so loving and we gave our hearts to Him right then and there. I am happier every day since I was converted.

These, however, are not all the blessings we received. I had been ailing and doctoring for almost four years. I was so nervous that at times I almost went into hysterics. I was terribly anemic and also had internal trouble for which I had undergone an operation two and a half years before. After that, I was worse than ever, not being able to gain weight or strength, whatever I did. I took nerve tonics, blood tonics and serum injections. Nothing seemed to do me any good. I became disgusted with life and decided to stop doctoring.

I thank God that He led me to the Bosworth tent meetings, as I know He wanted me to go there so that He might save and heal me. I was not saved before that and my healing came as soon as I gave myself to Jesus. I am gaining in weight, am stronger than I have ever been and am not nervous any more. I also thank God for the perfect peace and joy that I have in my heart, and life with Christ is all joy and happiness.

Mother experienced a wonderful healing. One doctor said I had better see that she was taken care of immediately or I would not have her with me very long. He said that she must have an operation for gall and appendix trouble as the pains were so severe she could not sleep. She had undergone an operation seven years ago and had not been well since. She also suffered an abdominal rupture after returning home from the hospital and so dreaded the thought of another operation. After being prayed for, she felt the power of God going through her and cried for joy. Her pains have left her entirely, and, praise the Lord, the rupture is being healed.

Mrs. Killick’s Testimony

I had suffered for years with a cancer on the leg. The pain caused me to tear my hair and was too intense to to describe. The doctors operated but brought no relief. For two years after the operation I had not been able to lace my boot on account of the swelling, nor could I walk properly, kneel down, do my work or go out. The cancer was pronounced a Melanotic Sarcoma. I had been confined to my bed continuously for four months.

Soon after being anointed and prayed with, the pain almost instantaneously left, and the swelling rapidly disappeared. The cancer has now completely gone and only a few scars show where the black monster with its hideous head lived. The flesh has become pure and clean and my health is perfect.

After being healed, I went to the doctor, who simply laughed and said, “Well, I am pleased to see it, Mrs. Killick, but I will bet you ten dollars it will be back in six months.”

It is now nearly two years and my condition is as described.

Mrs. Killick, 45 Ferrier street, Toronto.

Healing of Miss Nix

In October, 1921, I was healed by the power of God from cancer, sugar diabetes and enlargement of the heart, a twisted spine, almost total paralysis from the hips to the feet, the condition of being a nervous wreck and of almost total blindness. I had suffered from the cancer for one and a half years, and from the other troubles for seven years. I walked only with crutches and when I went out, it was in a wheel chair. The doctor who treated me said, a few weeks ago, that I had been one of the greatest sufferers he had known.

About the twelfth of October, I had a bad spell and sent for the doctor. He said that I had about ten days to live, and no more. On October the fifteenth, a little man who was in the habit of bringing my newspaper, came to the door and inquired as to my condition. He asked to see me and was granted permission with the suggestion that I undoubtedly would not recognize him. Before he went out I knew him but was unable to speak.

He said, “Mrs. Killick, who has been healed of a terrible cancer, is coming here. Would you like to see her?” I nodded assent. She came to see me and told me that God wanted to heal me. She read the Bible to me and prayed, but I do not remember now what she said. She sang a hymn and I do remember that. It was: Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small. Love, so amazing, so Divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. She departed saying that she would come back again at night. I lay in bed thinking, and when my friend who was taking care of me came in, I said, “If God has healed that woman He will heal me.”

I asked the Lord what He would have me do and I heard Him say plainly, “Put on your shoes and stockings.” My friend said, “Dear, you cannot get up,” but she brought the shoes and stockings. She lifted my foot to dress it and I felt no difference, but the moment the stocking touched my foot, I felt the power of God touch my body. It started at my feet just where I was obeying the command, and spread all over my body. I got up on my feet, although I had not stood alone for four years. Then I asked to have my clothes brought to me and I dressed alone. I walked into the bedroom and did up my hair. My friend asked, “What are you going to do now?” I said that I was going to help her to get supper. She asked me what I was going to eat, and I told her the same as she was. Previously, I had eaten only eggs and orange juice. I ate just what she ate.

I went to bed at nine and slept until six in the morning. I could not stay abed, but got up, ate breakfast, washed the dishes and asked God what He would like to have me do to glorify Him. I heard Him say, “Wax that floor.” The tempter said, “You cannot do that, you have not been on your knees for years.” I waxed the floor from end to end, and Mrs. Killick saw it completed when she returned in the afternoon. She said, “I am going to give my testimony in the little Salvation Army Hall. Will you give yours?”

She offered to get an automobile to take me down, but I refused and walked all the way. When I reached there, the power of God so overcame me, I could not speak and remained but a few moments.

From that hour to this God has given me strength and guided my steps. Last summer, I had charge of one of the largest summer homes of the Anglican Church, and often worked from six in the morning until two or three o’clock the next morning. I have been feeling perfectly well ever since my healing except for an attack of pneumonia from which the Lord delivered me without the aid of medicine or physician. My testimony has been a means of blessing to many, and some of the girls attending our own little Mission Hall which I was led to open in faith, have been converted and healed through it.

Do you wonder that I love God? He has blessed me spiritually as well as physically and I am sure I am the happiest woman on earth. Better than my own healing He has used me mightily to tell others what He has done for me, and many have been wonderfully healed.

Miss R. Nix, 412 Dundas street, E., Toronto.