Witnesses to Truth and a very happy dog
/In the late 1920s, my maternal grandmother was sent to a sanitorium as a tuberculosis patient. Her two young children (my mother and her brother) were sent to live with relatives. At the sanitorium, the patient in the bed next to her had Science and Health and shared it with my grandmother. By reading it, she was restored to her family and lived well into her 80s. I have fond memories of my grandmother and even have her copy of Science and Health with her penciled notes in the margins.
As I was working with the assignment, I had an opportunity to apply something I gleaned from “Fruitage.” My husband and I were caring for two large dogs at our house while our friends were on vacation. Everything was going well until a few days before our friends returned. One of the dogs – a young, vibrant, and very active Labradoodle – became listless. She wouldn’t eat, or play, or even get jealous when I petted the other dog! Sadly, my first thought was, “Why did this happen on my watch?” As one of the testifiers in “Fruitage” wrote, I “worried along in this way” for a while (Science and Health, p. 640).
Nothing had changed by the time I went to bed. The dog did not follow us upstairs as she usually did. As I lay in bed, I finally began to pray. I really thought about the testifiers in “Fruitage.” They were all healed by a receptivity to the truth they were reading in the book – even if they claimed they couldn’t understand it. They were witnesses to Truth. And that’s what struck me. There was no human effort and no human thinking the problem away. They witnessed the revelation of God’s great power and presence. That is really all I wanted to do. I was relieved of a personal sense of responsibility and felt truly peaceful.
At about 1:00 a.m., I got up to refill a glass of water. This sweet dog was lying on the kitchen floor where we left her, but as I entered the kitchen, she thump, thump, thumped her tail. Then she got up and bounded after me back upstairs.