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HELP FOUND IN THE NINETY-FIRST PSALM
One demonstration I should like especially to tell of for the benefit of those who may be placed in a similar position. Before coming to Florida I had heard much in regard to the noxious insects and reptiles with which the region was thought to abound, and of which I was warned to beware. I did not realize how strong an impression these accounts had made upon me until I found myself in an apartment house which became infested with scorpions. No day passed without some resident seeing one, sometimes several; and everyone in the house was nervous and uncomfortable over the matter. I was much disquieted, as the house was partially my own property. We all endeavored to find something which would drive them away; but there was no relief. One Wednesday evening I came home from a testimony meeting and on going into my sleeping room saw a very large scorpion in the middle of the floor. My electric iron was at hand, and I dropped this upon the creature and went to the living room to find another quite as large. I felt convinced that killing was not the way to be rid of the unwelcome guests. I was wretchedly nervous, and most unwilling to go to bed. Then the ninth and tenth verses of the ninety-first psalm came to my remembrance: "Because thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation; there shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling." I knew the promise was true; and after an hour of reading and studying the psalm, my fear disappeared. I went quietly to bed and to sleep, with no thought of scorpions. In the morning I learned that no one in the building had been troubled; and since that day, now about a year ago, no scorpion has been seen in that house. My house has also been freed from ants by reliance upon the same promise; and now I know that in things apparently small, as well as great, "he is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust." I have been healed of overwhelming grief, a hasty tongue, a habit of criticism; and my thankfulness to God, "who healeth all thy diseases," to Mary Baker Eddy, whose explanations have clarified and endeared the Bible I have always loved, and to the many friends who have lent a hand by the way, knows no bounds. Dewing
Woodward
Christian Science Sentinel, June 14, 1924 |
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